"As you can see he is a lifestyle sissy, and he needs to be fucked in the ass by a well hung young man," she said while both guys chuckled at his appe...rance."So how do we begin," Steve asked looking Max over."It is very simple guys. Strip naked. I will sit on the bed here and start by sucking your cocks to get them ready, Max needs to be fucked hard."The guys looked at each other at the ease she accepted the encounter."MMPPFF!!" Max groaned looking over his shoulder"Sounds like your sissy boy. You're her husband?" Yessir. Long story." We've heard bits and pieces. He smiled. "Stranger things have happened. Myra was fifteen when she trapped me."Myra punched her husband playfully. "And he was eighteen. And goin' in the army. And forty years later ... Old goat!" Ya'll got time, sit down and drink coffee with us," Cindy said."Oh, no, dear," Myra said. "We have to get to church, but maybe some other time, okay?" We'd love that. We're here a lot of Sunday mornings," I added. I stood and. She was still looking externally for the power. I needed to remind her of RJ's lessons."Don't feel for the river." I called. "You are the river! You are the sea! You are the source. Look there!"I got a brief frown sent my way for my efforts, but the furrowed brow was also River moving through her difficulty."Aaah!" She screamed, and then suddenly, in a glimmer of frost and ice, she was shooting blades of ice, like throwing knives at Master Jo. Toss after toss just missed him, and he ducked and. I don’t know how much time passed before we arrived at a house. But when we got there, another one of his home-boy’s was inside. I was standing in the living room looking at the four of them when Flaco said to me, “take your clothes off bitch and get down on your knee’s and open your mouth.” As I was doing what I was told, the four of them also took their cloth’s off. I had a nice hard-on looking at all those big beautiful cocks and was eager to suck them all off. For some reason, I wasn’t so.