I got my Uber and headed to the airport.I texted Jan that everything was on time, and we were pushing back. "I'll text you when I land." Can't wait t... see you. When you get to Ground Transportation, just let me know what door you're at. I'll be in the cell lot."It was only about an hour and fifteen-minute flight. The whole time I just pondered what might transpire this coming week. After what happened last weekend, I realized that almost anything was possible.Upon getting off the plane and. I'm not allowed to give you sissies any combatskills, for obvious reasons." I felt guilty just for asking, and evenmore firmly convinced of the futility of fighting against a sissy in aweight class above me. That is, until he said, "But more importantly,you already have everything you need to beat her. I'm sure she isstronger than you, in fact other than Isabella, she is doubtlessly thephysically strongest sissy in The Basement. So ask yourself this...whyis she Contessa's bitch?" The gears in. I intended to take her over the top. I slid onto the floor, my ass pressing back to back against Steve’s, pushed open her legs and lowered my mouth onto her crotch. Pulling her swimsuit to the side I ran the tip of my tongue along her hairless slit. She was soaking wet, not the wet of water from the pool or even sweat, no this was her intimate sweet moisture that was leaking out. I pressed my tongue harder against the folds of skin and they gave way allowing my hard-probing tongue to slide. As i took the cock outta my mouth and turn around i see not a very goodlooking man but one with a nice body say late 30's early 40'sand a smile on his face. Thats all i needed and when he winked i knew i was going to have some sex and get the hell outta there in one piece. He walked up to me spread my legs out and up and stuck his cock right back where it needed to be.He grabbed my dick with that big hand which you couldn't see my dick anymore and started giving me a nice little handjob. I.