" Well what should I do, you asshole??!" Stop calling me names and answer my questions and I will tell you."I could tell that he was afraid to touch h...s hardened prick. It was a good idea though.I continued. "If you touch your cock in the next three minutes or so you will experience a big 'relief' if you know what I mean. You might just cum all over your desk if you're not careful. And your wife I am sure wouldn't believe you one bit unless she thinks you were messing around up here." I will. . needed; to be a black man's bitch. A bitch slut with no boundaries!Willing to do almost anything to please her man and make him want to tell all his buddies about his "sissy cunt".After several minutes off face-fucking me, he ordered me to stand up, with my ass towards him. He lifted my mini skirt and flipped it onto my back,( like it really needed to be lifted out of the way anyway) and began thrusting a finger inside my sissy pussy. I had NO reservations... I had made sure that my sissy. She had her back turned to me, so I decided to masturbate under my pajama bottoms under the table. Before long, I had worked up a very decent erection, and could feel my release building. I was unprepared for the call to end abruptly, and for her to turn to face me. "Are...you...jacking...off...to...me?, she asked very slowly. "What the hell does it look like, Dara," I shot back. "You're plenty pissed off at me, aren't you?", she said. I looked at her and told her it was more than I could take. ’ We went through the gate into the street and then in spite of her protests that we were trespassing, I pulled her after me into the somewhat overgrown garden of the house and on around to the back of it. When the agent had been showing me around I had noticed that the back door had no lock on it and had been surprised that vandals or squatters hadn’t got into the place. Helen became even more nervous when I opened it and we went inside but quickly calmed down when I explained. ‘I didn’t say.