They were put in small white frilly aprons and could pretend to cook, wash and, most importantly, serve plates of food to each other and the staff. Lo...s of attention was given on how they should walk whilst serving. Since everything was k**-sized, it meant that the sissies had to bend over a lot, thus showing their padded bottoms, stocking tops and frilly diaper covers. For the staff, this meant that the sissies got full view of their plunging necklines and decolletés.The second zone was for. Soon she was rocking her pelvis forward and back, rubbing her clit on my fingers, pressing her face deeper into the hair between my legs. I felt myself building towards an orgasm, and I quickly lifter her head from my cock.“Do you want to swallow my cum or have me shoot it in your pussy?” I asked.“Both” she whispered and once again plunged my cock deep into her mouth.“Bring me your pussy,” I said, and she swung one leg over my head. I watched her glistening, blood engorged outer pussy lips,. Her dress was low cut and her round breasts showed above her top temptingly. The skirt was short and tight, showing a lot more trim leg than in church and such a cute ass. I heard the door open and heard hellos then a silence. I figured they were hugging, hopefull a lot of touching. I knew my wife would let him do anything he wished from now on. If he only knew. Maybe he did. This young man was a hunk, as they say. Peg had shown him her great tits in church when she arranged this dinner with. I walked behind my husband and quickly grabbed his cock as hard as I could and pulled it free from the slut’s pussy, my husband was so fucking scared, stuttering he said hi honey, What the fuck are you doing you prick I screamed, what are you doing, you don’t fuck me in the ass, do you I cried out, I can explain please cried my husband, please let me explain he still cried, who the fuck is that, look at the state of her I wailed, get the fuck out my house you slut I screamed at her, get fucking.