At eye level with her vagina he is like a fly in a spiders web and can be left in no doubt that her pleasure will take preference. That holds true als... if that lady is wearing a strap-on. It is not the phallus or the fact that she shouldn’t have one that is the turn on but the woman on top that is the driver of desire. The penis is the perceived symbol of power, yet suddenly here is woman wielding that power. The role reversal is humiliating and yet beguiling; that is the ultimate d**g. The. The cheeks of her ass were parted, her asshole puckering. Although she had been in this lewd position only for a short time, her legs, especially the backs of her knees, hurt like hell. She didn’t dare protest.Tommy held the slender switch in his hand, and Robert toyed with the ping pong paddle and ruler. They strutted about the cellar, cocks standing up hard, proud of their control over their mother and sister.Peggy watched Robert shove the handle of the ping pong paddle into their mother’s. " Good. See if you can get her to come to the overlook after school today. I'll try to make sure Bobby is there." You really are the best, John." Mary Jo kissed my cheek and hurried back into school.School ended and I hurried out. I needed to catch up with Bobby. He wasn't out when I got to the parking lot. His pickup was there, so I waited. Tracey had a meeting today, so I expected to walk home."Hey, Robinson," he said as he opened the door. "Missed you at lunch." Yeah, I got pigeon-holed,. My tongue worked its way up and down the shaft of her tool. She grabbed my head and shoved hard, forcing it down my throat until it was balls-deep in my mouth. Another flash. She pulled out and headed for the door."You've been a good little sissy-slut, Miss DeBeers. You can keep the dildo in your ass. Before long you'll be itching for something to put in there. Have a good summer and enjoy your stay at college." I heard the door close behind her.Actually, it was another door in the hallway.