Nothing changed, not the way we looked at each other and not the way we felt.Nothing changed. Becky was still possessive. She asked my opinion about e...erything and offered her own without my asking for it. Our sex improved but everything else remained the same, the way her hand sought mine in the dark, the way her ass bumped mine in a crowd and the way her eyes held mine, nothing changed.Our routine became routine. We were together as much as possible, except Sundays when her mother forced us. "Not a great way to start on this one either jazz... Not nearly enoughlipstick. Have you forgotten what bernice has between her legs???"Indeed, bernice, the second sissy roommate, sported a most impressiveclit. A true shame it was attached to a sissy, but a formidable appendagenevertheless. It was easily seven inches long in its semi-erect state,and was beginning to bob incongruously against the hem of her babydoll asshe anticipated her turn to have jasmine's lips and hand wrapped aroundher.. She put her hands over Alex’s eyes and pressed her body against his back.“Guess who?” she asked in a sultry voice.“Beth?” Alex replied with a grin.“If that’s what you want,” Allie replied. Alex turned around and embraced his sister.“What I want is someone about this tall,” as he put his hand on the top of Allie’s head. “I want someone with pretty, wet, blonde hair,” as he stroked Allie’s long tresses. “I want someone with boobs about this big,” as he soaped up Allie’s titties. “And I want. Thwack”....My wife said her bottom was very hot and the sound filled the room. Mr Jeffries would take a step back and then apply the belt hard and square across my wife’s chubby bum. One smack on top of the other, with great force. Finally after 10, He stopped.“Stand up” Mr Jeffries barked.He then ordered my wife to stand with her hands on her head facing the wall. My wife said her bottom was now stinging and had swelled up from the blows, causing the slacks to become even tighter. Her knickers.