.The room behind the door was dark, the mistress pulled me in. I couldn't see or recognize anything. With a downward pull on the chain, the mistress i...dicated to me immediately to kneel. I lowered the look likewise, then I heard the mistress speak: “Gentlemen, this is Erika. She is a horny Sissy bitch with me in training. She claims to be greedy for cocks and hungry for cum. In theory that may be true, but today the test is being put to the test. With dildos, she handles her blowjob skillfully. Just then her phone buzzed, Jay was waiting for her around theblock. They had agreed to keep it all on the down low in the office."Look, I've got to go. A friend is waiting for me."He just smiled. "Sure. Lucky guy. I'll see you tomorrow," he winked,actually winked. Then left. Esme felt a little nauseous. For a momentshe thought about taking her clothes bag with her. On balance shefigured it was too big and stuffed it in a locker.In the elevator, she tried to text Jay back, but there was no. It hasn’t been easy to put everything behind us.”“Really? I was under the impression you’d recovered fully,” he said, glancing at Dr. Spencer who had remained quiet. I knew she’d told him nothing of the sort.“Physically, I’m not in a lot of pain any more. The surgery still bothers me some. We were all under so much stress that week though that it’s stayed with us. It’s still tearing us apart. My mother ... well, it’s been particularly hard on her. She was helping me get to appointments, working. I ask if her pussy is wet and before she responds I run my hand up her inner thigh and brush my fingers across her panties. I can feel her wetness through the sheer fabric. I gently rub her clit through her panties for a minute, making her catch her breath. I tell her to get on her knees. When she does I tell her to undo my pants. I pull my hard cock out and slowly pull her head towards me. I tell her to open her mouth and then I rub the tip of my cock against her lips. She hasn't had a lot of.