’ His fists were clenching. Pride was at stake and he was obstinate, and trying to decide how to gauge me, clearly they had not anticipated me havin... a pistol. Well, isn’t that just too bad. Though stopped, his reactions were still unpredictable, looking for an opening. I had not really thought they would be so stubborn, but whether they knew it or not the negotiations were over. Up against the bushes and grass above the sand was a piece of driftwood, nothing special, a dried out piece of. "Great," he bubbled, his excitement filling the air. "I'll pick you up around seven o'clock." Gregg, the Studio does supply us with cars and drivers for this sort of thing," she replied."I'd really rather pick you up myself," Gregg said, glancing over his shoulder to see that his mother was finishing her own discussion."All right," Brooke relented. "you can pick me up at seven. You remember the address, don't you?" Yes, I do," Gregg said, remembering the parties Brooke had made sure he had. I pressed back, and Mistress' fingers pushed deeper, but then Mistress pulled back and removed her fingers.Standing bent over, my skirt and petticoat lifted high on my back, my garter and stockings framing my exposed sissy cunt, I anxiously awaited Nick's cock in full anticipation of becoming his sissy bitch.But his cock did not come. Instead I felt Mistress reach between my legs and wrap her hand around my hard clit."I don't think I've ever seen this bitch so hard. She must really wants that. After about 10 minutes of this i finally heard the doorknob turn and saw daylight creeping into the room and heard him shuffling in. he said nice ass and i heard his pants being undone. he came over by my head and lifted it up until my mouth was around his cock. it was as big as advertised and i struggled to get my mouth around it once it was hard, but I tried my best to please him on my knees and even sucked his hairy balls alittle which he approved of with low moans. once he was ready he.