I found out from that incident on the train that I liked seeing Trish get all humiliated like that by being degraded right in front of me. It made me ...otter than hell and all I could think of after that happened was to strap on my dildo and show Trish which end was up when it came to getting laid. She was sort of a naïve girl in many ways but she could really "take it" when push came to shove.I really sympathized with her after that fateful ride and I knew she was feeling it good when I took. I had second thoughts about it on the way over to her apartment, but decided to go ahead anyway."Hi, Rita, it's Gerry," I said into the speaker in the lobby."Oh ... Gerry." I heard the surprise and uncertainty in her voice. There was a long pause before I heard, "Come in."The buzz of the latch into the lower hallway allowed me to enter. I walked up the two sets of stairs slowly and deliberately, wondering still just how I was going to begin our talk. I walked down the hallway of the third floor. She began to shoveher cock into him harder. She would pull back and then quicklypush in again. She listened at the cadence of his breathing.She kept battering his ass, until he made the groaningsound that she had come to know and expect. She permittedthis orgasm. She even felt satisfaction as he clenchedand unclenched his ass on her cock. She pushed him forwardand onto his stomach and the wood floor. He calmed his breathingyet did not dare move. Madam tossed aside the strap on, andtossed down a. My weenie was twitching and leaking all over the inside of my panties, all without touching myself. When I pulled it out it was covered with lipstick and a glorious sight. Pleased with my first attempt I could now hear Mistress’s voice in my head, ‘Suck it. Suck it for me my sissy’. I began stroking it in and out of my mouth. Sucking on it. Giving it a ‘Proper Blowjob’. I sucked it like I thought that it was going to reward me by shooting cum in my mouth. Oh, how I wanted my mouth filled with.