" The employee said as John sat down and took off hissandals. The worker cupped her foot in his hand and measured it."Such a lovely color for your nai...s, dear. Did you go to the mallsalon to do them?" My mom did them." John smiled as he got a pair of sandals withstraps across the top, a pair of slides, a pair of sandals with anankle strap and a pair of one inch slippers that looked like theybelonged in an Arabian tale. Her favorites were a pair of MaryJanes to wear to church. John and his. I was working evenings during the week, and Saturdays too. But I found it hard to concentrate on anything since my mind was either filled with visions of those two young girls, naked and spread open for me, or worrying about the possibility of Stacy being pregnant. Studying for my classes was nearly impossible, and the only way I could sleep was after a marathon session of masturbating. I even woke sometimes in the middle of the night with a raging hard-on, and would have to jerk myself off to. I don't want a blow-job either. I want that ass of yours or no deal."I had to respond to that, I said "Oh gee, here I was hoping I could give you a nice blow-job, then get you hard again and have you fuck me in my pussy and after a bit then have you fuck my ass, but if you just want to fuck my ass, I guess we can do that. I mean I'll be disappointed, but the main thing is you get out of this what you want right?"The car was deadly silent when Paul drove back onto the lot. Jake opened the door. "Please fuck me harder, mistress!" And she did. The low hum of the machine took on a higher pitch and the dildo fucked me faster than any human cock. I was in heaven, altering my position to feel different parts of the pussy being pummelled, relaxing and tightening my muscles to change the sensations and pressure. After a few minutes, like the true sissy slut I am, I was wishing the dildo was twice as long and wide.Just as I was thinking this Shelley knelt by my side and grasped my cock. "You.