You were just too fucking hot!”“Well, thank you, good sir.” She said. “We’ll have to see what else we can cook up.”I was also thinking of ...ome things I could cook up for her. She had taken care of me, so I wanted to try something similar. I set to work on that idea while we dressed and closed up for the night.In Chapter 5: Christy’s Back… with a friend!Chapter 5. Christy’s Back… with a friend!We hadn’t had any action of any kind, which was surprising and I kept mulling over different ways for. So I received this text fifteen minutess before I left the studio. I pulled up into the drive way and had a little wet patch on my panties were I had leaked. Walking inside I was greeted with a note saying, "do not come into the living room until your instructed, follow all instructions like the good sissy boy you know you are." 1) Enter the bathroom, remove all your clothing and place them into the wash basket. Take a shower and use this hair removal cream on, legs, pubic hair, arm pit. 2) Now. IN that moment, I existed for her pleasure, and her orgasm was the only thing I wanted, more than being able to breathe even. It wasn't long in coming, either. She gripped the headboard, threw her head back until her long hair teased my cock and balls, and exploded all over me, squirting what felt like gallons all over my face. I buried my face deeper into her mound, lapping her up as much as I could, still fingering her ass as she came. She screamed so loud I began to worry somebody would. ‘Negative. Thank you for using—’ I slapped my phone closed and fell back on the bed with a relieved sigh. I stared up at the ceiling, crossing myself. Thank you, God! *** I met Cleo for lunch at a little outdoor café that same afternoon. She sounded surprised to hear from me again, despite my telling her that I had wanted to come back. I received the impression that she thought my gang-bang would have turned me off, maybe ‘sobered’ me up a little. And in a way, it had. ‘How’re you feeling?’ she.