" Mistress Orange put her elbows flat against her sides, forearms lateral, wrists limp, fingers hanging vacantly. "Do this."They did, in unison. John ...hillips felt silly, lispy even."Good. Now, sissies never put their heels on the ground. Ever. Put on these boots." Mistress Orange handed them each a pair of white knee-high boots with very pointed toes, high arches, and pencil heels five inches tall. John Phillips sat on the floor, on one butt cheek, and pulled on the left boot. It's too small,. “No, it’s not like...” Ohh. Right, this makes no sense unless I tell her about Laura. But I don’t really wanna talk about Laura anymore right now. Argh! “Let’s just say that Laura was out of the picture already, and there’s definitely no need for bribes. Will likes me plenty just for being me. Did I mention he walked me to my English class today?”“Really?”“Yup.”Ayanna opened up a small bag of cheese puffs. “That’s pretty incredible considering it’s you. I assume you’ve got the wedding date. Any gorgeous chick like you is worth being nice to, but not just for sex. Because you deserve respect." Good save there, dummy," Chuck added."Shut up," Billy moaned, prior to evicting his dick. "Here, you go, Ms. Treble," he let out, before stroking it and pushing me up a bit.A few seconds later, I got another sensation, but from a different dick. Billy unleashed his load to my tits then and made it more lively than Chuck. He doled out his seed, and I kept my eyes on his cock as he let out five. Whether he was encouraging her to suck him harder, or attempting to make her slow her pace, he wasn’t sure. He wanted to cum so bad he was trembling. “Yes, Jack. I …I under…stand.” Michael suddenly stammered into the phone. Sarah couldn’t suppress her giggle. Her father’s obvious “discomfort” was a huge turn on. The thought of him shooting his hot cum into her mouth while he attempted to hold up his end of the conversation, as if everything were normal, was Sarah’s greatest aphrodisiac, adding.