The husband moans as he feels full again, completely satisfied. "Look at your sissy clit, only 3 inches long, it's not even worthy of being called a c...ck. Now squeeze that boihole around Daddies dick again like a good sissy!" The husband does exactly as he says, intoxicated by the unparralled pleasure coursing through his body."You like being fucked like this bitch! Like a girl? You are a girl! Daddies sissygurl!" He starts to pound faster as his orgasm rises. "Oh you slut, you ready to take. I moved my tongue around, finding a couple arousing areas of her. I listen to her humming, the sounds of her being pleasured, and the sound of the music in the background. Her humming soon turns to moaning as I found her sweet spot, the right tickle to her G spot. Amber moans grew louder as she tensed up, holding off trying to cum. I held her ass tight as I licked her pussy, craving the taste of her juices. I was getting small bits, but I wanted it all. I felt her hands on my head as she. Terry and I went to see Primary Colors the day after Spring Equinox. No one ever asks me for ID for R-rated movies, even though they are supposed to. It was a good movie, and thus we watched it and didn’t get into any high jinx in the back of the theater.After the movie, we went to Popeye’s and got some spicy chicken with sides and soda, then found a place to park and snack on the food and each other.It was an uncommonly warm day; it had reached the high sixties. I was wearing a knee-length. I figured, what the hell, I might as well go. And, just like that, I had a boyfriend.”“How long did it last?”“Just over four months. I was feeling my sexual power for the first time at something beyond prostitution. I got together with an older guy named Greg, who had a good job down on Wall Street, plus he owned this beautiful Triumph Stag convertible.”“I get it, you went with a bigger, better deal when it came along. That’s understandable.”“I think Paul really loved me, but he was a young.