Her arousal had her almost gushing. Stan tasted his beautiful lady again, running his tongue lightly over her pubic hair, gathering the dew. He placed...his hands on her inner thighs, spreading her a little more as he quested further with his tongue. He nibbled with his lips, he deliberately bumped with his nose, he played games with his tongue, always moving over her. He licked at the crease between her inner and outer labia, then ran his tongue down to her portal and tasted there some more,. There was simply no way Becci would ever permit me to earn a privilege she’d been given; she was that focused on doing me down.Once Becci had reached seventeen, our parents said they felt able to leave the two of us at home with her in charge while they went away for the day, night or weekend. That was a terrible moment for me; I just knew that she’d do her best to do me down. I never did do anything really wrong, but she constantly ratted me out for minor misdemeanors like staying up late. ’ I stood to leave. ‘Ewan, please, take some time to think this through. Don’t start something that is only going to get you hurt. I should tell you that I am as pissed off as you are about this, you are a good man, you have qualities rare in this world, and I fought as hard as I could to keep you, even suggesting that a transfer overseas to one of our offshore locations would be a better outcome, but that was shot down in flames. I will tell you this though, if there is any way that I can help. It's a greatsissy name. Lulu. 'Lulu, could you bring me a cup of tea?'"I blushed. "Okay," I said."No," Cynthia said. "You say 'Yes, Madam.'"I blushed. "Yes Madam," I said."That's more like it, Lady Lulu. Now serve me."We took out the pictures. Instead of concentrating on the men, Cynthiawas pointing out the sissies. Her dress and her apron, her heels andher makeup. I felt was if I was one of them.I put the penis gag on. It was hard to adjust to, but once I did, wasnice.*It was Tuesday, time for.