I let myself into the house with my latchkey, and crossed the hall to go downstairs - the house was sort of upside down with the entrance hall and bed...ooms on the ground floor and the living rooms in the basement. My mother-in-law stood at the bottom of the stairs and greeted me with a hug and a chaste kiss on the lips, before ushering me into the sitting room, whilst she went back into the kitchen. She reappeared a moment or two later with a cup of tea and a piece of fruitcake - always the. Later that afternoon I was on the floor painting Mistress Angie's toenails when the doorbell rang. Dressed only in my lavender panties I got up to answer the door. Opening it, trying to hide behind the door, I saw a tall, well-built, black man. Mistress Angie, looking over, said, "Oh. Hi Malik. Come on in."As Malik entered, looking at me with a smirk, Angie introduced us. "Malik, this is my sissy husband I told you about." Nice to meet you Sissy. I hear your useless little pecker is locked up.". A growl .. i love her and want he says and Im not letting her go with out getting what i want .. looking at her friends face knowing she is scared .. drops down to her knees and looks up at him .. please let her go, you know she doesnt want this, this is Not something she would do, you are hurting her .. another growl .. no .. feeling faint and a bit nervous replies .. you can other rape her and have her hate you or you can fuck me and pretend its her and she will still talk to you .. glassy. She rocked her body forwards and backwards in unison with her fingers circling her clit…It was fantastic to watch. Her breasts were wobbling slightly with every move she made. They were themselves acting as erotic as she was and it was a glorious sight to behold.Finally she came…I fired off several shots as her orgasm exploded. It was fairly obvious that it had. Her head fell backwards and her body juddered. Her bum was forcibly leaving the sand as she clamped down on her pussy with her full.