"No I am not!" Yes you are! Look at yourself," he sneered. "You're wearing a skirt andheels and here to jack me off. What else would be?"I thought abo...t it as I looked down at my self. The red blouse hiding mybra from view, the short black skirt, the pantyhose, the black pumps,maybe I was a sissy. Ryan was sitting on the bed like Uncle Mark haddone. I saw the box of Kleenex there as he patted the bed next to him asto tell me to sit. I sat down next to him not really sure what to donext in spite. ’ Amanda replied. ‘I think you should’ve played poker more often.’ Ryan joked. ‘Well here’s the thing. I’m a finalist in the tournament. I have a really good chance of winning a lot more money.’ Don said. Ryan grinned thinking about all the cool stuff he was gonna buy but Amanda seemed reserved upon hearing her husband’s news. ‘Don honey, I’m really happy for you that you did good but I think Ryan and I would like you to spend at least one day with us.’ Amanda said. ‘Speak for yourself mom, he. He drives his tongue inside me before teasingly licking; kissing and swirling his tongue everywhere except my clit.The itch started immediately, that tingling, niggling, irritating, ever so powerful itch. The itch that, if not satisfied soon it is certain to drive me insane."No... Tom, no... you must" my urgent pleas were left unheeded until I was writhing beneath him.Whimpering for release, I thought I would scream but instead I shouted "Tom suck my clit! Do it now!" not a millisecond passed. Mary was the first to wake, and lay there still, feeling the fullness of his cock, and thinking of all they had done. However still she tried to be, her little movements communicated themselves to at least one part of Steve, as she felt his cock swelling inside her. She felt the ridge between his cockhead and the long length of him scrape along her cunt, and continued to stimulate herself against it. Slow movements, loving the feel of it, warm and moist in her pussy, so much better than the.