Meet me at 7:00 and don’t be late. Just ask for me, and don’t worry about dinner, it’s on me.” She said. I had some free time so I decid...d to do a little internet research on Mrs. Beckwith before we met for dinner. I kept a netbook with me with an AirCard so I have internet access at all times. I learned a number of interesting facts. Her husband, Randall Beckwith, had died in an accident about a year ago, leaving her with sole ownership of a very profitable importing business. . “Gaaah.. Gaaaah..GODDD!” Gail gurgled out as her entire body tensed and she launched into an orgasm. I continued to lick and kiss and taste her suddenly overflowing vagina. I could have sworn even her labia were quivering as she rocked in the throes of that first orgasm. I finally pulled my head back when I felt the pressure from her hands finally released and her legs came flopping down onto my shoulders. Catching my own breath I watched Gail as she heaved breath after ragged breath. Her. His mouth was on hers, kissing her deep and rough, his lips and tongue and teeth hungry and demanding. She kissed him fervently and framed his handsome, fierce face with small, trembling hands. She came again, rode out another gushing orgasm on her Lord’s rigid cock. Another followed, and another, until Silmaria lost all track and sense of where one orgasm began and another ended. Explosions flashed dizzying behind her eyes and there was a distinct thrumming of deep, primal power in her belly.. "I want to see my whole load inyour mouth before you swallow it!"For a young man who had never used a sissy before he sure learnedquickly, I thought. When his orgasm subsided, he pulled his cock frombetween my lips."Open up," he said. "Show me." I opened my mouth as wide as I daredwithout letting any of his cum leak out. I looked up at him, trying tokeep his load from sliding down my greedy throat. "Is that what youwanted, sissy?"I gurgled an "Mmmm-hmmm" as best I could through a mouthful.