I couldn’t help but glance discreetly at Mrs. Crawford. Her knee-length dress had ridden up slightly, and I was able to appreciate a small expanse o... her nyloned thighs.“Will that be all, Miss?” I asked. Jennifer looked up briefly and simply dismissed me with a wave of her hand. I suppressed the natural feeling of humiliation and steeling myself, returned to the kitchen. I was furious with myself for being manipulated into this ‘impossible’ situation. How could Jennifer be so off-hand, after. Who could know. She enjoyed her life but kept her motives secret.With the drag queens, she adopted the demeanor and disposition of the slick and sophisticated Domme. It made sense. After all, she was a lipstick lesbian - a feminine being attracted to other feminine being, yet fully capable of accepting the pleasure a thick long cock could provide her. The drag queens provided a way for her to have the best of both worlds. They were neither men nor women, allowing her to accept a penis. “I thought about you all day,” she whispered, just before opening her mouth, inviting my tongue to enter. We kissed deeply for several minutes while we removed each other’s clothes. Finally naked she sought my stiffening penis; I reached for her breasts with my left hand and her vulva with my right. We looked into each other’s eyes. No words were necessary. We knew what we wanted—each other! We neither led no followed but we found the bed and fell onto it together in a tight embrace. Becky. I move towards the Fun Zone. Once there I see Karen playing with the violent wand. She calls me over. "Have you tried this out?" "I have in the past, I like it but it is a little pricey for a toy." She places it on my nipple. It feels like lots of tiny needles are toying with my tit. " I moan a little and my erection rebuilds. "So are you a daddy now?" "how did you know?" "I was talking to Mistress Suzie when her sub started yelling, everybody heard her, Debbie right?" "Yes we had fun." "Yes.