I later got up and lay on the cold kitchen floor. She then laid on my chest, playfully running her fingers on my chest. We were completely covered in ...weat, and the smell of her sweat covered body felt pleasant. I grabbed her boob and, just like the last time and played with the nipple. She didn’t say anything and enjoyed it.After about half an hour, we got up to clean the kitchen counter and the floor. We bathed together, and applied soap to each other’s bodies while resting on each other in. Amazing!Then I saw the video camera she held in front of my face.“You're a good sissy, Martin Snow. Now what is your sissy name?”She filmed me all over. My cum-covered pantyhose cock, and my pantyhose feet. My body was shaking so much just from sheer excitement. My urges became too strong and I gave in for my sexual desires. I looked right at the camera and said “My name is Jennifer, Mistress!”I was feeling so sexy.“We are gonna make a little film, Jennifer...for my son! But first we need to. ” I said looking down at my expensive dress pants which were getting colder by the second. “I have another idea though.” Before she could ask what I had in mind I picked her up and laid her back down on my desk. She giggled a little as she went through the air. She left her legs spread open on my desk and I caught a glimpse of her soft white panties that were now sporting a large yellow stain. I loosened my belt and let my wet pants fall to the floor, they were quickly followed by the boxers. ‘Well, your arrival didn’t change her mind and now she wouldn’t even sleep with me so I had a vasectomy to prove I couldn’t make her pregnant again and we finally got back together. I was living two lives, running two families and both suffered but I didn’t care, I was OK. This went on for more than two years and god knows where it would have led but it wasn’t to be. One day Silvio phoned me, completely out of the blue. He wanted to come back.’ Again I looked at him and tried to keep a grip on.