So...??I know.. and that was so mean of her," Mistress Thorne says, ?And so I'vehad a word with her... you'll be glad to hear that you'll only be kept...inchastity for another 24 hours or so.. and afterwards, well for Thursdayand Friday afternoons, you'll be mine... and you'll do whatever I wantwon't you???Oh.. yes Mistress Thorne," I groan as she yanks the tail again, ?I'll bea good sissy for you.??I know you will Angel," she says kissing my ear, ?Now... tell mesomething slut, were you jealous. ’ Her deep breaths made her chest rise and fall, once again drawing attention to her large fleshy mounds. Rick gazed down, mesmerised by her loveliness and sexuality. And she shook so badly, he wanted nothing more than to just hold her , calm her, anything to get his arms around and show her some comfort. ‘So, you are not with anyone? Really?’ Leigh blinked back tears, Rick saw them. ‘No Leigh, I am not. Oh god damn, I may as well say it and hope you don’t think me a stupid old man. I’m not. Back at the room they were quickly naked and lying in bed, kissing and touching for what seemed like minutes but was actually a couple of hours. Lynn admitted she was sore having been so thoroughly fucked after four years of nothing but her own toys and begged to let her give him a blow job. He of course readily agreed.He found the sensation of having a woman worship his cock with her mouth almost as good as fucking her pussy. Even given how many times he had already cum that day it didn't take. I was here now, it was all coming down to today, I was-The door opened.The door opened, and gods help me, there she stood, looking up at me nervously through those dark-rimmed glasses she always wore. They were kind of cliche, but somehow that worked for her. Her dark, red-tinted hair fell just past her shoulders; she'd grown it out for the occasion. She was wearing a black t-shirt with some band's logo on it, a little black pleated skirt, and stripey black-and-purple leggings. The belt that.