"Now I seem to remember how you begged to be able to taste my cuminstead. Well it looks like you produced quite an ample supply of ityourself. You can...work your way through these first and as a treat youget to clean off what cum remains on my cock when I pull out. Now openwide," John said with a broad smirk as he pulled took the condom with thesmallest load and tore the knot he had made in it off before dumping thecontents in Marcy's open mouth.There was no use in fighting it. Marcy knew that. Gone was the mouthy asshole. In its place was the making of sissy bitch. “Well…look here…I guess the only way I can get you to stop acting like an asshole is by playing with your asshole. By the looks of it, you’re enjoying yourself,” she taunted. Anthony’s cock bobbed violently, as she tickled his anus. She knew part of his secret. It was true that he was an ass slut, but he also longed for a strong woman to make him her sissy bitch. There were many times that he fingered his own ass until. Accented with heels, red nails and a cute little top hat on the side, she was the perfect little girl. She kept checking her phone, so I figured she was waiting for someone. It did not stop me from checking her out for the rest of the night. She was walking around, and I followed. A bit stalkerish I admit, but what can I say? She intrigued me. As the night wore on she began to look back. I faked like I was talking to whoever was near me at the time, until she kept walking. Finally, around. Again I seemed to surprise her, this time with my actions but again she got over it and thanked me.I then went to find the senior police officer on site. This proved more difficult as unlike the professional auditors the police could not see beyond my age and scruffy appearance. Eventually I managed to talk with an Inspector who basically asked for the same things as the chief auditor. When that was done I noticed that I still had my shadow. As Karen was more familiar with the layout and with.