"This is just the start, Billy boy," I sneered, backing up to his door. I hiked up my short skirt quickly, showing him the white flowered pair of silk...panties I was wearing. "Soon you'll be in these."*****Billy's slut training, as I called it, progressed quickly. And I liked it more and more. Soon he was cleaning the whole apartment wearing nothing but a tight pair of panties and sometimes some thigh high stockings. He wobbled unsuccessfully around in heels at times, which was quite a little. She knew she was a young dyke, but right now she felt like a young stud, a young stud equally eager to sock it a hot older woman and her much younger husband. This was her fantasy. And the biggest part of it was that she had a cock and was using it, not on a woman this time -- she'd used rubber cocks and other sorts of toys and dildos on women more times than she could count -- but on a stud now. She blocked out the part of her which had always said that, as a dyke, she shouldn't have anything. But first Bill had to deal with Marie."Ok Marie, I understand that our relationship is over. I admit that youhave given me chances in the past and that I have proven to be unfaithfuland that finally you have had enough," Bill said.They sat in a coffee shop, neutral ground, as they discussed thedissolvent on their marriage. Marie looked refreshed and to some extentBill was a little regretful that he was leaving her. But as soon as hethought of what might be possible with Michele he realised. Well not exactly a real dream but you get the drift…..She dropped down to her knees and wrapped her lips around the tip of my cock which was a pleasure in itself. I felt her soft, warm mouth slowly engulf more and more of my penis. She slowly sucked more and more, deeper and deeper down her throat. And finally she began to deep throat my cock uncontrollably. It was the site I had thought about everyday since she had moved in, but I never thought it would actually happen. She deep throated my.