"You deserve every moment of this, Prissy! Your wife needs some helparound the home and you're tailor made to be a dominant woman'splaything. Jade has...prepared your home for your return; she's turned yourspare room into a sissy's paradise, all pink and frilly, with a wardrobefull of dresses for you! Drawers full of the most feminine of lingerie,to show off to your friends and family! Aren't you a lucky little girl?"Prissy tries to talk through its wife's panties that she's taped behindher. Stretched. And another look. Stuffed, oversized. She tried to think of food. Large sausage with two apples stuffed in pot pie. That didn't work! Finally, she relented and just looked, and looked, and looked.Noticing that she was staring at his crotch, the black man smiled, and asked, "Is this better?"The dark material hid all detail. Giving away only that something of enormous mass and volume was inside."No", she tried to act non-challantly, "it looks ok. You're ball-huggers, I mean, your suit. Moretti said, breaking Althea’s reverie.“I’ve heard a lot of people tell all kinds of wild stories about them, but the one I went to didn’t seem that crazy. It was mostly just people dancing on the beach ... and drinking of course. If they were getting up to anything wilder than that, they weren’t doing it where I could see them.”Althea wasn’t telling the whole truth. From the moment she’d walked onto that beach, she’d felt out of place. Even after a year of living in Haven with its. As he started prodding and exploring, I bit the pillow in lusty submission. I would rather die, than not go through with this torment. As a third, then fourth finger was added, I thought I was going to pass out from the pain. When Bill’s dick finally started assaulting my manhole, I almost bailed as the agony reached fever pitch and began praying that the pain would subside. Before long, his cock had lodged itself in my carnal-cave and I hung in, sweating as never before.Bill held still in me.