Your clothes matched those of me and my new student girlfriend, and yourmakeup was messed only by our juices.It was easy to make you submit after that... A hard fucking does wondersfor a sissy's attitude. You moved in a week later, and I knew you wereready for the next step. We teased you about your slight build when youmoved in, and as the three of us sat watching a makeover programme on TVtogether she asked if she could put lipstick on you. You blushed, butagreed, and I felt myself wetten as I. Then another hand slid its way over the soft cringing moons of a buttock, it was Pete, she was pretty sure of that. His extended middle finger toyed there at the now hungrily opening entrance to her vagina before going into her vaginal orifice to revolve around and around in great circles just inside the coral mouth. Then there were two fingers and finally three that sawed in and out of her pussy like a thick, substitute cock.Then, automatically her loins were moving against the inciting. Antonella walked in and saw an old man sat on an arm chair.“On your knees in front of your superiors, genie,” said Alex. The genie looked at Frank, who nodded, so the genie did indeed get down on his knees. “So this is your new boy?”“Yes sir, one called Barakaat,” said Frank.“Its name doesn’t particularly interest me,” said Alex. “Do you have the lamps I asked for?” Frank opened his bag and pulled out two lamps, setting them down on the table.“Here you are.”“Gooood.” Alex reached for one of. Doug took Betsy’s hand and led her to the table. They sat beside each other and continued to entwine fingers. Betsy felt her hand belonged in his, that he was meant to be near her. Her mind was whirling with wonder. ‘This is how it should be, this is how I should feel!’ she thought. Her hand fit nicely in his, she felt right and safe and very happy. She realized Doug was talking to her, asking her something. ‘….dinner? What would you like?’ he was asking. Betsy wanted to yell, ‘I want you!’.