" Would you like to watch?"I nodded my head and he said, "Teeth."He was really working me over now, giving me a good pounding. He grabbed a fistfull ...f my hair and drove that cock into me repeatedly like a hot, thick piston. I was a mere vessel, his receptacle.Eventually he took pity on me and allowed himself to cum into my mouth and all over my face. I left without a word, wiping my face with my tee-shirt. The back of my throat hurt, my lips were numb. My entire face ached. But the real. Rebecca said to her sissy. Her name, I would later learn, wasMs. Stephanie and she was an incredibly sexy, and very sexual woman ofabout thirty-five with long dirty-blond hair and deep blue eyes. In herheels, Ms. Stephanie was about 5'10", a few inches taller than her sissymaid who stood nervously next to her Mistress with her head down, herhands folded in front of her and her heels together."Hello Daisy," Prissy said, raising her head for only a moment to look inmy direction before. She asked if he wanted to meet her at game. She even told him to bring his wife. Billy typed back that he would love to meet her, but that his wife was going to be going out of town with girlfriends that weekend. He said that he knew where the school was, and that he would meet her there. The next week flew by and before he knew it, it was Friday. After work Billy went home, showered and got dressed. It had been years since he went to a high school football game, but he was looking forward. “I get that if we always only do what we both feel comfortable with, then we end up in a rut. Everything becomes predictable. We have to be able to surprise each other." So you think those guys were my way out of the rut?"“Yeah, I think so.”"Mmmm, It took me places I've never been." Right," I said. "Places like the STD clinic." I risked a quick look at her face. "Sorry," I said. " That was a cheap shot. I think I understand. I can work on that... I will work on that, but there may be times when.