I stretch my legs out to release the tension in them after they are released. “Ahh, thank you” I say. “Don’t thank me yet. I’m not ...uite finished with you” you say to me. “Raise your hips so I can remove the pillow, but keep the dildos inside you. Don’t touch yourself, just hold onto them for me please” you order. I do as you ask. “Now, take the one from your pussy, slowly, don’t try to fuck yourself with it, just take it out.” “Good girl” you say when I’ve. The food arrived, and I forced myself to eat slowly and enjoy the cider, biscuits and ham while her essence continued to stimulate my blood, my pulse, my cock."You in mourning, ma'm?" I asked, counting the black buttons that marched down the valley of her chest and wondering if stays encased those high ribs and narrow waist and pushed up those large mounds."Yes," she said quietly, looking down at her toes. She had rather large feet. I noticed, clad in short, soft boots. "My husband died," she. Then she said ‘i’m out at the grocery store. What do you want to eat?.’ My body wasn’t hungry for food, it was hungry for her. I had to think of something quick and I said rice and chicken. She said okay half hour she will be home. When she got home, I was upstairs watching tv. She walked up the stairs and looked at me from afar. I noticed her there after a few minutes. She smiled and came towards me. She came next to and looking for a place to sit in 3 piece furniture. I was in the middle, so. " It was Monday of last week, and I am ummmmmm .... not sure if Idischarged due to the circumstances. I usually do have a spurt of sissycream when I am allowed to climax. I am required to lick it up" Circumstances? There's a story. Do tell." It was, ahem, kind of a crowd scene. I was told to pleasure a numberof womyn. And they were ahem, a little drunk and I ended up gettingpassed around, and they were uhhhmmm you know pegging me and I was uhmmmgiving them oral satisfaction ..... And at.