"I was allowed a ruinedorgasm twenty-two days ago, Ms. Stephanie," she answered obediently."And the last time you were allowed an actual orgasm withou... it beingimpaired or limited in some way?" Um, almost three months, Ms. Stephanie. Before my ruined orgasm I wasallowed a milking session and a few weeks before that another ruinedorgasm," she said as Stephanie must have begun squeezing the poor sissy'sscrotum in the palm of her hand. I imagined it must have been incrediblypainful and only got. “Where ya from?” He asked in a London/Jamaican hybrid accent as he exhaled a plume of smoke. “Over there,” I nervously replied, “behind the shops.” I stopped myself being too specific. “No; where ya from?” He persevered, “ya don’t sound local.” “Oh,” I blushed, “Cork in Ireland. As he asked me a few more inane questions he slowly and deliberately ran his big brown eyes from my feet to my neck only stopping when he reached my heaving chest and nipples that were sticking through the. My pussy was burning now and I wanted this boy. George sat back on the vanity still unsure about what was happening. I rubbed his cock thru his shorts and acted as sexy as I could then started to kiss him. George melted and I knew I had him. I had not felt this kind of power in a very long time. I undid Georges pants and had him slip them off and remove his shirt. I pushed back onto the vanity and went down on his cock with my mouth. He was leaking precum big time and I thought that it would. ....anticipation?Tweak....."Please fuck me Mistress....Please bury your cock deep inside me!" hedemanded.She placed the bulbous head against the picked hole that had recentlybeen fucked by Polly's tentacles and then watched it slip inside,chasing him to groan at the slight pain. Just inside her cock her bumpedover his prostate. She stopped her pumping backwards and forwards untilhe juices were dripping copiously from his dick. With another tweak hisprostate became hypersensitive so as the rest.