Might as well call me and get started.TINY-CLITTY SISSY FAGGOT:Awww, it’s so cute! Poor widdle wee-willied wankers like you are pretty much doomed t... be sissies due to your underendowment. You might as well wear panties 24/7, peaches, because you definitely don’t have what it takes to fill a real man’s jockies…and your panties look so pretty and flat in the front! Make sure and give me a call so that you don’t ever forget what a worthless tiny-dicked sissy loser you are.STRAP-ON SISSY. Rose shifted into her third orgasm of the evening and she clung to Hyacinth’s arm like a drowning woman in a storm at sea.Rose had a sleepover with Hyacinth and they both had a nice cup of coffee in the morning with Rose doing all the fixing and buttering up Hyacinth’s toast. They had both decided that it would be Hyacinth on top and Rose on the bottom for most of their carnal festivities and they both were more than satisfied with the arrangement.Even Miss Honeysuckle saw the bloom on. I related the story of my trip and a couple of run-ins with TV studio people that I’d had, and some of the things I’d done in between. She was fascinated by the CN tower, particularly the glass floor way up in the air.“I’d love to go on that,” she said, “particularly if you were there.”“Why?” I asked her.“I know I’d be safe then,” she said, “you’d catch me if I fell.”“Always,” I replied, and that earned me a kiss.On Tuesday, I escorted Cal to the Hochschule for an eight-thirty start and then. And he would pound harder.As their speed picked up, her 'fuck me, fuck me' got louder and faster and she did something that I have felt her do only on the rare occasions that our fucking really gets wild. She had started with her knees up and her feet on the bed, but now her feet were slowly raising up off the bed. As the pounding got harder and her voice got louder, her feet went higher until her legs were strait out, spread as far as she could but raised in the air. Then she did what put them.