Looks like he is going to give her a lift i thought and drove off.I made my way towards our house but got held up at the lights.As i sat there an MPV ...rove slowly past me in the traffic with my Mrs in the passenger seat.I broke from the queue of traffic and followed them 4 or 5 cars behind.Thet drove up past our road and on towards the cemetary grounds car park where they parked at the back.As i parked a safe distance away i saw him exit the front and get in the back,she then quickly did the. Giving myself a once over I decided I was decent enough looking. I was dressed in what I often called my boy clothes. Though that wasnt exactly accurate. Yes the clothes could be considered masculine. But anyone on close inspection would see that my skinny jeans were obviously womens. Giving me some curve to my rather slender hips and showing off my naturally skinny waist. My shirt might seem like a normal V neck t shirt. But again, looking closer some would see that it probably dips a little. I leaned down and stroked his cock, which still had many clothespins on it. ?Poor thing. It’s been tough, huh?? I gently tweaked one of the clothespins which was pinching the side of Bertrand’s shaft.Bert’s face was covered in tears and shame. ?I guess you learned not to doubt your baby sister, eh, Bertrand?? I asked, and he nodded. ?But we have to finish the job.?And then Bert began shaking his head, but his dick was SO hard. I decided to listen to the little head. WHACK! WHACK! THWACK! SMACK!. "No, but it's what I would like to do to you. Tell me about your orgasm. Doyou see stars - hear bells? Do you feel disappointed that I explode five orsix times to your one time?" It's hard to explain a man's orgasm. I feel this strong urge to hump you atthe same time that my cock becomes rock hard. When I'm inside you, I fightback the urge to do a one-two- three-wham and try to take my time so that Iplease you. I'm not disappointed by only one to three orgasms when we makelove, but it would be.