More by rote than thought, Percy put one foot in front of the other tothe meager extend permitted by his hobbling manacles. By the fifth stephe was in...full sissy stride, albeit with far more body than footmovement. His ribboned and very pointed popsie swung from side to sideunder its pretty satin bow, his plump bare pussy cheeks jiggled as hiships swayed with each mincing step, and his budding boobies bounced upand down over his built in quarter shelf bra. The unconscious licking ofhis pouty. Now, due to the heavy constraints of Victoria's job, the couple's sex life had waned to a point of near non-existence in the previous few weeks. Both had been unhappy, unsatisfied and stressed, and their relationship had been tense, with little intimacy at all. This had saddened both of them, and Victoria contemplated the events of the past few weeks as she walked towards her home - she knew that it was time to make up for all the bickering; she knew it was time to release all the sexual. She still saw me as her son, but also as a man who had matured, who had stepped up when needed, and become the man of the house ... and the man of the house FUCKS the lady of the house! It took me longer to cum than I would’ve thought, I must’ve still been really drained from last night. This was one of the loudest fuck sessions I’ve ever had. With no one around to hear, or care, we didn’t hold anything back. I grunted like a beast, slamming into her as fast as I could. My forward thrusts. I know it worked…’ I hesitated, unable to mention Jenny when Stacey already was so upset. Luckily, Stacey was already talking again. ‘It’s okay, Linnea, don’t cry. Just tell me what you did, alright? You got a hair from Hunter?’ ‘Yeah,’ I confirmed, trying to focus on my hazy memories and stay calm. ‘I took it to the bathroom and ate it, but it didn’t work because I forgot to wipe it with the lip gloss first.’ Stacey’s exasperation was obvious. ‘Linnea!’ ‘I know,’ I apologized. ‘So I put on the.