"He didn't make a sound but she felt the same warm moisture of her left nipple a second later as he repeated his actions on this side.As he pulled awa... Lynn felt herself wanting more, the moisture between her legs had grown, she felt a warm breath on her clit as the stranger lightly licked her lips, spreading them apart to taste her. Lynn moaned again as his tongue traced the outline of her lips. He tickled her with the tip of his tongue."I have an idea." he whispered as he gave her another. "I like girls' underwear better." It's nice being able to talk openly like this to my mom. It was uncomfortable at first but I have gotten used to it by now. But the next words she said were extremely uncomfortable."Alright then go pick out some panties and call me when you're done, sissy girl." I do not have to explain to you why I freaked out and why my head was a whirl wind of oh my God! Some people may not freak out about this but to me to word sissy has to do with more of the sexual side. I indulge often, sometimes for hours on end. Wow, I said, I dabble myself but with the wife looking over my shoulder it’s not easy to get away with more than a moment or two. I felt my cock swell again and once again I noticed just how comfortable and marvelous I felt. I pulled deeply on the wine again. Suddenly I realized I could see the head of Bert’s cock peeking out from his robe. I tried to be discrete and forced my eyes up to look into his but I couldn’t help peeking at the cock head. He slid in easily, but the sensation of being stretched from the inside, penetrated for the first time in a year and a half, was overwhelming. I gasped, both fearing and delighting in the sudden mass invading me from behind. He backed out, then thrust all the way in again, stretching me anew with each stroke. I licked and stroked the merchant’s cock, unable to even contemplate the same rough face-fuck as before while I got it doggy-style. I savored all of the heat that surrounded me, breaking.