So much for sleeping in.Reluctantly, you throw the covers off of you as you start to rub the sleep from your eyes. It takes you a minute or two of bli...king and futtling with your eyelids before you finally manage to pry them open, but once you do, you're immediately greeted by the sight of Clorica smiling warmly down at you.Suddenly realizing that you're taking too long to respond, you quickly return her greeting. You don't want to be rude, after all. This is the girl in charge of getting you. By the way theseare adult pleasures and you being a sissy are not allowed to indulge. Iwill allow one cup of coffee each day, but you are not to smoke or drinkalcohol. I want candles in the bathroom, flowers on the table, my clothes to bewashed and ironed, including underwear. I will expect my drawers to beorganized, the windows cleaned, and toilets spotless.I expect to be pampered at every turn. According to your application youare an accomplished masseuse and know aromatherapy. You will. Both my hands tangled in her hair, then. I allowed her a few more moments of exploring on her own, letting her pleasure me at her own pace. She took my heavy cock into the tight confines of her throat, slurping deeply, her lips stretched around the base of my dick as her throat muscles squeezed and milked at me. She gagged, drew back, then plunged down and gagged all over again, the sound wet and struggling and primal and delicious.My self control waned before long. My hands gripped her hair. I could hear my cum hitting the cement floor of the garage with each thrust. This sent another wave of orgasm shooting through my body and I let out a moan that was stifled by Mustache’s cock in my mouth. My pulsing pussy was too much for Blondie. I felt his cock throb and he quickly pulled his dick out and shot three pulses of cum. The first went far and landed on my chin and oozed down my neck, the second and third landed on my tits and I used my free hand to massage the warm loads.