6. My friend took me into a private room - we chatted and he spunked all over my face and blouse7. My friend told me to go and find more men, so I did...8. One guy latched on to me. He wanted a private room, but we had to use the sofa in a larger room. He sat down and I took his cock out of his pants. It wasn't long, but really thick. I must state here that sissies don't care about cock size, or age of men. They will please anyone.9. This guy filled my mouth with spunk and told me to. I pulled her tank top off over her head and arms and tossed it to the floor. She was laying there in just her little white push-up bra and panties. The bra was a front fastening type from Victoria’s Secret that both lifted and pushed together her developing breasts, emphasizing her cleavage. I unclipped it and the two cups fell to the side. Her mother was right, Sandy’s breasts were so perfect, perky, firm, yet beautifully rounded little apples, adorned with small but hard pink nipples.I broke. I fixed my makeup, polished my nails and sprayed on some perfume before leaving the bathroom. By that time, Jesse had already arrived. We loaded up in the car and left. We drove quite a ways from home and when we finally stopped it was in the middle of the woods. We got out of the car and Jesse and I followed daddy as he wandered along a trail into the forest. The rough ground was murder to traverse while wearing the dreaded heels. By the time we stopped, my feet and ankles were screaming. The ex-wife and Steph looked like a couple of rag dolls, the bodies limp from sleeping in a bad position, the makeup started to look clownish, the hair untidy. I undid the gags and poured water down their throats making them cough and dibble. Handling the water made me need a piss, I found a roll of plastic and run it out under both of them, the panic in Steph eyes made me laugh, I held her face up as I let a stream of piss hit her. Still laughing at the cunt, I winched them back up, to once.