"Because sissy!" She replied. "It's my way of punishing you for tricking me all those years! For fooling me into thinking that you were a real man... while all the time you were nothing but a little sissy just like you are now." She said, then she added. "The only difference is that now you look like one!" Roberta lowered his head as his female husband went on. "And if you think you've had to suffer through some humiliating situations and that you've had to do some embarrassing. I am quivering so badly and shaking… Your tongue slides over every inch of mine, and you slow things down a bit to make love to me. You start kissing my stomach, and then teasingly lick at my lips inhaling the scent of me, but not opening me to your tongue… You spread me, and lick at me like a cat laps at milk. Nice and slow. I try thrusting against your mouth, but you wont’ let Me… You want me to lay there and don’t move. Don’t make a sound. I want to scream so badly… I’m shaking so badly. You. Just cuddling.Monday morning was a thrill. It started at 6:30 a.m. with Tess jumping on her mother's bed – with me in it, of course. "JAMES. JAMES. It's time to wake up." The message must have come with directions: Repeat until the teenager is awake. She was dressed already, and I was still dressed from last night. She had on jean shorts, and an overly large COEDS t-shirt."Is that your mom's t-shirt." She nodded. "I don't think that ... uh..." I ran out of words to explain why wearing a t-shirt. “Suck on this I say”, holding my cock out, “you fucker” the wife says and leans over and clamps her lips around my cock. I move the ipad so we can both see the action next door. The daughter had changed position and was squatting over her grandma’s face while still ploughing her cunt with the full length of the dildo. Both were telling each other how bad they felt, but not stopping to bring each other to climax. The old girl first her head buried in the young girls crotch telling her to push.