Sitting, he watched as I stripped down to my undies and paraded before him like the Sissy I am, desperately seeking his approval. Knowing he would no... be pleased if he saw my small girly clit getting hard inside my panties. Standing up, Master told me to pull my panties down and proceeded to cage my limp cock and lock it in place, taking away what little manhood I had. I was now DADDYDO’s SISSY to use has he pleased. Master took pictures for his use and momentarily left me alone. Before this. Listen, why is it that a married woman should never accept an offer of drinks alone with a man? We know how pure women are and how unlikely they are to cheat, correct? What then is the danger... because it isn't proper? Nothing is proper in itself. It becomes such through experience. So why would society admonish married women to not be alone with a man not her husband?This ban, so strong in our society, only makes sense if the likelihood of its breach is equally strong! This is what I have. Jack was laughing as he slid a finger into her wet sex and she winced a little as its sensitivity surprised her. Casting her eyes to look across at Jack’s cock, she saw it was still swollen and hard. Fay rose onto her knees and, looking into Jack’s eyes, she leant down to kiss Jack softly on the lips, gripping his stiff cock in her slight hand, feeling his girth. Jack moaned a little as Fay straddled him, leaning back to squat over his prone body. ‘Jack, there’s one place you haven’t been yet,’. I begged her to finish and said I was so turned on that she cuckolded me and took the cock she wanted. She then continued the story and told me that the guy who fucked her had an amazing cock and that it was exactly like Ryan’s. Then she started to get nervous telling me the story and I knew there was more she wasn’t telling me. I said, “Babe, there is nothing you could have done that would make me upset, even if you fucked Ryan in the Jacuzzi last month, I would have been proud.” She then.