Noting the streets to be deserted she then put her heel into his crotch and stamped down hard a couple of times, nervously laughing as if all the frus...rations she had endured for so long were being released in this one act of v******e.He just lay motionless and we went to the car, got in and I started up and drove to the exit, where he lay, 'Shall I run over him'? I asked, looking at her, and we both burst into a fit of laughter, as if we were on a high and a new found sense of power, similar. "So does sissy want to cum," she whispered, her face so sadisticallyglowing as she stroked me harder."Yy y yess oh yess," I whimpered."How much do you want to cum sissy," she whispered again."Lots lots ooo lots," I babbled."You remember what I said about taking something from you if you cameback sissy?," her voice was a warm drone now as my penis throbbed in herhand begging to climax."Yss yss," I whimpered again."And do you want that sissy? Do you?," she continued. I was sofrustrated, she had. . ass.“This was just cuckolding and SPH carried to a radical new extreme. It was his way to ensure that I was pleasured as the Goddess that I am and that his own personal ego didn’t get in the way. I applaud and adore him even more for that,” Samantha encouraged this increasing trend toward relegating male-on-female penetration to Dietrich Guttmacher’s past.“It’s been a long time coming, as they say. I just ... don’t want to mess with it anymore, not that I have any say about it. It’s time to. He was surrended by younger black men who seemed to worship him. I told Melinda, "I wish the bartender could just deliver you to their table." She replied, "I can get their attention easier than that," and walked onot the dance floor with a wiggle in her hips.On the floor, Melinda began to sway to the music and jut her hips and boobs out. She was right, too because the main black watched her with lust and nodded toward her for his friends to notice. I could tell they all wanted to fuck her..