No one has ever sucked my tits as well as Jim. Besides the outrageous idea of Jim leaving me and me leaving him for a “handsome man of style”... w...at made this time even more different was the aching fire in my boobs. It didn’t take but a few minutes and I was rocking in an unusually deep orgasm! And other than my favorite blouse being ripped open, we were both still fully clothed! Jim then moved to my left breast, before I really wanted him to, and attacked it in a fit of passion. Well that. I moved my eyes up and down her body, then finally locked my eyes on yours. You looked up towards the ceiling and smiled, then looked back down at me. ‘We’re under the mistletoe,’ you said, sounding slightly nervous. I looked up, although I believed her. ‘Yeah, I guess we are,’ I replied. ‘I suppose we’d better see if it still works after being boxed-up all year.’ Your voice was sweet and tender, as soft as your skin. You leaned towards me. I felt you brace your left hand on my right thigh as. Fir mai uski chut ko apne jib se chatne lga wo or zosh m aa rhi thi or aa aa isss ias jaise awaze nikal rhi thi .Mai v pagal huye ja rha tha fir maine unke boobs ko 10 min tak choosa kya mast tha yaar.. Akdam malai marke .Ab wo bolne lgi jaldi ghusao or phar do meri chut ko …Pls.. Mujhe v ye sab sunke josh aa rha tha or ab m sidha unko french kiss krne lga wo v sath de rhi thi.Maza aa rha tha.Ab maine apna lund uski chut mai dala toh ghusa hi nhi sayad lambe samay k baad sex krne ki wajah se. " I'm ...I'm a whore" I felt a slap across my face. "You can do better than that. Again." Y..yes Sir.. I'm.. I'm a trapped sissy whore who needs to serve cock please.." I felt a slap on the other side of my face."Again, whore. More."Tears were starting to roll down my eyes, partly from the sting of the slaps, partly from being overwhelmed at the realization of what I was going to be made into here, under control of powerful men. "I.. I'm a stupid trapped sissy whore who has no choice, Sir.. " I.