It was exactly what I needed after a full day of sexcapades. I turned on the jets and lay back and let the massaging action whisk me away on a wave of...relaxation. I couldn’t help but think about how amazing it felt to make love with Matt and how sexy it was for him to show off for his roommates when we got back to his place. I didn’t get to cum again during our second session so I was super horny still, my little clitty was poking up out of the water. I massaged my aching asspussy with a. My Phyllis. She had a morefull wedding gown, with sleeves and pearl embroidery. I smiled."We aren't supposed to be seeing each other," Phyllis said. "It's badluck." What's bad luck to a sissy?" I said. "Extra wrinkles in the ironing? Comehere, Kitten."She leaned forward and kissed me."You know, when our marriage was arranged by Mistress, I didn't like it,"Phyllis said. "I didn't like a lot of things in those days. I wanted Flowerinstead."I looked across the courtyard. There was Flower with. He’s been busy chatting it up with the centaurs. They’ve been trying to figure out what’s killing the bushes out front. Apparently the unique climate of the geas means that conventional knowledge no longer applies, and they’re all fascinated. Sulyvahn is the talkative sort, it would seem.”“Hmm.” Peanut butter went on top of the butter, and he slathered it all in syrup. Since he was in a hurry, he flipped one waffle on top of the other to make a sandwich out of it.“I don’t know how you can eat. I slipped them on my feet, hoping I’d actually be able to walk in them later. I put my seatbelt back on, tidied up my clothes and retrieved the make-up bag.Jack said, “Get that make-up on sissy and make yourself look real slutty.”I’d practiced, but never in a moving car, the end result was pure slut. Bright red lipstick, eyeliner and blusher. I wouldn’t have looked out of place in a whore house, except maybe the raging hard on I had in my panties.Jack turned off the main road into a country.