" How much do you weigh, sissy?"Since she already thought of me as a sissy, I saw no reason to lie aboutmy puny weight. "I weigh 135 pounds, Ms. Johns...n." "Do not ask me to lunch again, until you are down to 120 pounds or less. Iexpect my sissies to be able to fit into stylish clothes. All girls dietto keep their figure, sissies should have to do no less." Yes, Ms. Johnson."Go into one of the stalls and kneel facing the toilet, then close youreyes. I had been hard ever since she forced me to. This time she walked down Matt’s side of the table and did the same thing as before. Standing directly in front of Matt, Jay leaned across the table to place the mug of tea in front of me. Again her backside and pussy was exposed, but this time to Matt.Matt Just stared at Jay’s naked, smooth pussy taking in the delightful sights of her curves and contours. It was a few moments before he placed a hand on the back of her thigh, slowly and softly moving up between her legs.Jay responded by arching. "Are you alright?"Ilse looked up at Rebekkah, clearly startled, but with a blank emptiness behind her stare. Her pale blue eyes were red and raw and the streaks on her cheeks bore the memory of the salt she'd squeezed out of them with her tears. She nodded."What happened to you?" Rebekkah asked.Ilse was still unable to speak. She nodded her head towards her crotch and grimaced. Then she dropped her head down again. "Fucking! Fuck! Shit!" she moaned.It was then that Rebekkah at last remembered. She wrapped her arms around me which smeared shit on my back. We began to make out while we felt her shift smear on us. Her cock felt amazing buried deep in my as like this. Our tongues continued to explore our mouths as she began to grunt. She pulled my face back and said she was ready to cum. I begged her to cum in my ass. I pleaded that I needed to feel her cum inside of me.She stared into my eyes as she erupted in my ass. I groaned and told her how sexy she was and how good her cock.