I was soon aware of another figure standing behind him nearly as big as all hands guy.It was his supervisor watching. without thinking I said come and...play and he did just that sliding into the alcove with me and all hands he wasted no time in lifting my skirt and sliding his big black tounge up and down my crease. God this was lovely and horny. I looked down to see what I thought was a curtain roill laying on the ground but soon realised as it hardened he had his cock out and boy what a cock.. Very good! Sissy is 4 and still wearing. Wouldn't you cry, too?, Emmaasked while dressing me.Guess so..., she replied thoughtfully while Emma was adjusting my sillydress.Then another thought struck her mind.Why is she talking so funny?, she asked.That's called a lisp, darling. Sissy has a very bad one. She's stilllearning. For now that's the best she can do., Emma told her.This was ridiculous! She was responsible for all of this!The did thomething to my tongue!, I whined.Hush, Sissy! What did. The guy really gives me the creeps how he eyes me upwhenever he sees me. He looks like a real bastard." Stephanie lisped,trying her best to sound sympathetic."That he is, but I can handle it. I mean I have to. It's only three daysa week." Marcy brushed it off although she wanted to get rid of thebastard as soon as possible. The worst part about John was the way hecould make her feel so good with that cock of his. She hated that even abastard like John could turn her on and get her off like. I was dumb struck and all the alcohol in my body drained. I was scared that she would d tell to her parents/ I was engulfed with many thoughts running into my brain. But next day she was casual and as if nothing had happened. After a week tome she came to my home. She was wearing button shirt and jean pant. She watched me that in staring her book. They are like pair of torpedo about to launch.I cannot control my lust; the moment she came in I closed the door. She was scarred by my act. I went.