I have hard enough time walking in my heels without falling down, let alone dancing. He promised me I would fall, and if I did, he would catch me.We d...nced for a couple of songs. I don't know if it was the drinks or I just decided to let go, but I danced my ass off. All those music videos I watched of girls dancing and grinding, I did my best to do what they did. So I backed up against him and grinded my ass in my tight leather skirt into his crotch. He put his hands on my hips and grinded with. The taste of vanilla is in my mouth. I can smell it in the air. Ipicture myself sucking his cock, his hands at the back of my head,shoving my face down on it until it is deep inside my throat. I love it.I can't get it deep enough into me.Shit! I've got to get away from him, calm him down, re-focus him."Sweety, please," I say. Then realize I called him "sweety," Janine'sword, a sissy's word. That's okay. I'm on The Sissy Road. I should useevery advantage it gives me."Think, sweety, think," I. "Is there really anyone here with a 16-inchwaist?"You hear several titters and then mumbling and then clapping as two of theseniors stand up and one of the mothers, all three of them holding theends of their belts out to show off the six unused holes! You clap, too,but not as enthusiastically as those around you."Sixteen inches," you think, and then recall Margaret measuring your waistevery evening when she removes your corset. "If these things really makeour waists so small, I may be in a. I instantly orgasmed as he continued to manhandle my body, thrusting me forward and back like a ragdoll.It was probably three to four minutes of hard fucking when Ray finally slowed down. I thought he was going to pull out and cum on my ass, which is my favorite. But he was catching his breath for a minute. With his cock still in me and holding my hips, he placed his foot on the bed next to my leg. He drove his cock deep down at an angle that must have hit my g-spot.My body shook with an.