Usnay kaha ok baby phir ek meray sir kSerhanay aa kar beth gaya ek mery choot pay muh laga kar beth gaya hhhhh jaisay he muh khula 11″ ka lund meray...muh mein haf lund he meray galay tak lug raha tha oumm quchuk ki awazain arahy thein mera muh phut raha dosra mery choot ko chatay ja raha tha mein muchul rahy thein apni tnagay hila rahy thein usnay mery tangay pakar leeeeeee meray muh pay musulsul zor dey raha tha or lund meray muh mein ghusa raha tha mein nay isharay say ab nahi jae gaa merey. In the end I couldn’t refuse because they had the most delightful daughter aged about nineteen with tits to die for and she was in my sights. I might get closer to her through them.After they left, with me having agreed to look after it, I pondered on how it could be used to scare Safi if needed – to keep her under control. Later on that day I stopped over and picked up the snake. There was no sign of the daughter, but her Mom, not a national - Jewish looking, had a huge butt, was bending over. Kate thought it was important that all thewomen who worked at the house knew that, even though I was geneticallyborn a man, my male identity had been erased long ago and whateverremnants I still had of my masculinity were shrunken and not threatening.I was something different and fulfilled a kink a lot of heterosexual menhad. What was made clear from the start by Kate was that the girlswouldn't approve of other sissies seeing me. Only dominant men thatunderstood that I was there to satisfy. ”“Sure. Tomorrow? Wednesday?”“Wednesday would be good. Lauren has a day off tomorrow and we’d planned to go shopping in London. Unless you want to join us for that?”“Not on your life. Girls and shopping. Not my thing.”“Okay. Wednesday then. Give me a call in the morning to tell me what time you’re picking me up.”She went inside, and I got back in the car. Emily smiled at me before driving back to my house. I might have been reading her wrong, but there was something in that smile. I’m sure.