Both of us, our heads thrown back in ecstasy worked each other over and over, building up the tsunami of pressure. I was grunting more now, the effort...in a constant battle with the pleasure of the moment. But finally, ever so slowly I felt us going over the edge. For the last ten seconds we were ravenous dogs, our skin smacking against each other in a frenzy to reach the finish line, her hair now wild, disheveled, breathing and moaning in tandem. "Oh god," she groaned, her voice strained, "I. )Next had come the Extra-Firm Control Lace-Up Corset. ('The girdle was justto keep your testicles out of sight,' Gwen said in response to mycomplaint that we didn't need both. 'The corset is to give you a properwaist.')It took Gwen only a few minutes to draw out the laces to the point wheremy rib cage was compressed so much it was about to collapse, and I couldno longer breath.The Underwired Cotton-Blend Bra came next. I fed my arms through thestraps and Gwen fastened it around my back.'We'll. But, with all I have done the past few days, eating my mom just really fits into what I like, nasty sex. Jesus, mom, I need the nastiest sex I can get, I really want it now, I added. I am really into the things that are not really normal. A few days ago, I would have never even thought about such things. But now, I cant get enough dog cock, I cant get too many mens cocks, I dont know where the piss drinking came from. Now I want to suck my moms pussy so bad I cant hardly stand it, I said to. I was about to move Devon in with me and make a go at it, but I discovered he was using crystal meth heavily. It got pretty bad for him pretty quick. He’s now locked up.At that point in my life, I had three main sissies I fucked with. There was Skittles. He was tall and slender with chocolate skin and a big fake ass. He was a screamer and loved my nine inches. I still remember how his booty jiggled. Next was Andi. He was white and in his early thirties. He had a career and a live-in partner who.