“Please Master, no more I can’t take anymore” .. to my relief Master lets the mechanism drop between my legs, slaps my cheek, rubs my clit rough...y “Sissy Slut” and walked away .. so many sensations radiating from my cunt I wasn’t in control of my body anymore and momentarily I thought I’d wet myself. Glancing between my legs it wasn’t piss but a stream sissy juice hanging from my flaccid clit like a length of string, draining away a little more of my masculinity. Fortunately for me Master. What I didn’t see was the meter man come into my yard to look at the electric meter. There he was standing no more than ten feet from this crazed women getting ready to have a massive organism. I was moaning and saying all kinds of nasty things and just as I was ready to cum I heard him take a deep breath. Those of you that now, once you are to a certain point in your cum, there is no stopping it and no turning back. I just let go, and had a very wonderful cum on front of this strange man. . Finally everyone left. The girls hugged me and went off to bed.I made my way to the bedroom and climbed between the sheets. Ellie was watching my every move, saying nothing. I was exhausted and fell to sleep immediately. I woke during the night to the sounds of Ellie's sobs. Then I drifted back to sleep.I was sitting at the table when the girls left for school. I was making mental notes of things I had to do. First, I had to meet with my crew to find out how far behind schedule we were. I would. I was positive I had. A thin, silky smooth sort of rope. I didn’t know what it was used for, but I was angry and hard. My girl-dick bounced before me, my tits swaying beneath my open robe, nipples popping out before vanishing beneath the silk again. I entered the garage, the scent of motor oil lingering.I found it, hanging on the wall. I grabbed it.“Capture it all,” I heard Shanelle hiss as I walked back into the kitchen. “This is going to be great! We picked the right group of girls.”That.