You love cock, don’t you? Tell me!”“I Love cock honey, you know I do. You know I fantasize about sucking cock, about you being fucked by stran...e cock. I’m your cuckold. I’m your sissy…” she cut me off. “I want you to repeat ‘I love cock’ over and over bitch, and don’t cum until I tell you you can.” So I began my mantra, saying “I love cock” over and over. “I love cock, I love cock, I love cock” it was almost hypnotic. As I said the words, she came up behind me and ran her hands over. She purposely turned away from him as she picked up her outfit for tonight. The glossy black bodysuit smelled wonderfully of rubber as she held it up. It looked more like a risqu? one-piece than anything else. The suit had a lace-up front that exposed her cleavage and a zippered crotch so Grant could work his magic once she was dressed. Brandy stepped into it and pulled it up her long, slender legs before hooking her arms through it. The outfit hugged her wonderfully and looked as if she. He’d done nothing with his hair out of the shower and it had dried into a wavy mop. He looked incredible and Ally wanted to shout to the world that he was hers—all hers—but he wasn’t hers. She smiled through the familiar stab of hurt. ‘Are you being protective? That’s adorable.’ Her voice was teasing but his eyes were serious, green pools of intensity drilling into her. He quickly made his way to her and grabbed her by the waistband of her jeans, pulling her close. ‘Not protective, babe.. So I told him I was the only one who had ever fisted me so maybe we should give it a try. He leaned his whole body weight across my back and whispered, maybe later. I don't want to stretch you out before I get my dick in there. And with that he switched from pile driving my cunt to doing his worst to my ass. Truth be told he felt amazing inside my ass and I was hoping he would cum inside me but as he began to tense up he pulled out and quickly moved in front of me to finish in my mouth. I.