The taste was as she expected, a mixture of his cum and her own lubricant. Possibly not the best taste in the world, but one she could ignore in her d...speration to get him hard again. It didn’t take long. Soon he was standing proud and primed for action. She marvelled at the exuberance of youth and before he lost it again, was straddling him with all of his meat pulsing away inside her as she rode him. She fucked him for what seemed hours, long enough for a sheen of sweat to bead on both of. No one else is looking as we lock eyes, my mouth is dry and I draw my pink wetted tongue out and spread my spit across my lips, she smiles again, so I use my tongue tip to play with my upper lip, as if licking her clitoris, she watches intently and I see her grind her thighs together, she is enjoying the attention, a carriage full of fucking me and the only two fuckable women are playing with each other, two 'Carpet Munchers' toying with our cunts and sending unwritten massages, slight nods of. “Have we been being naughty lately?” I asked. Getting her self control back, somewhat, she said, “You might say that,” then quickly asked how I was doing. I pushed a bit, and told her that as long as she had been thinking of me, it must have been good. She just giggled more. We exchanged some polite chit chat, then I told her that I was meeting with some friends and co-workers at a local sports bar for a few drinks tomorrow night after work, and I wondered if she would like to come join us. . "but twelve strokes." Yes madam." she replied.The elderly housekeeper stepped forward and pulling the sissy's pink panties down to his knees, whispered into his ear, "I am going to thrash you sissy so hard you will be unable to stand, I will teach you to cum over me."She raised the cane above her shoulder then bought it whistling down onto his arse, the pain seared through the sissy, a vivid red welt appearing on his arse. He screamed and pulled at the binds around his wrists. The cane whistled.