Her boots were also custom made, reaching the knee, the tops cut at an angle; the heels raised at the back, helping to display her legs as very long a...d slender as per stilettos. Her outfit was complemented by the black leather plaited crop she carried; her sneering grin and red hair in a bun had every remotely submissive male drooling in fantasy about her. For certain males, this would become more than fantasy.Clyde had heard rumours about her dominant sexuality, which had spread like wildfire. I undid his jeans, pulling them down, and yanked his hipsters down, burying my head in his groin, his stiff cock, springing to attention, I hungrily pushed it in my mouth, running my tongue round his pink helmet, spitting on it, and working the saliva around his helmet, he started to fuck my mouth, grabbing my head, pushing it onto his young firm cock, I sucked his cock, feeling it throbbing, licking his balls and grabbing them with my hand, squeezing them, I pushed him on his back, and. Then, she bit my lip. That pissed me off. I slapped the crap out of her and tore off her dress. I said, I was going to get a blow job from Ashley, but now, it’s up to you. I put an o-ring gag in her mouth and shoved my dick in. I pumped in and out until I filled her mouth with cum. She coughed, but I didn’t let her spit it out. I then put the penis gag back in and tore her dress off. I took my belt off and whipped her across the legs and stomach. I then positioned myself and shoved. He looks more comfortable in his dress than I ever imagined he would. The dress I picked out for him reminds me of that famous picture of Marilyn Monroe where she’s standing on the grate with her skirt being blown up. His is bright blue though. When I signal for her to turn around for me she does, and it’s nice to see she’s having just a little trouble in the six inch heels. I point her towards the couch across from me. When she sits down with her legs spread out I glare at her until she sits.