Wow, my mind was racing. Ugh, baby. Please… no… Im going to cum… He stopped me from riding him and told me to bend over onto the bed. I did what...he said and he shoved his cock into my pussy. He started pounding me hard, grabbing my hands and holding them behind my back. This was torture and I fucking loved it. His hard cock hit my g-spot every stroke. I squirted my pussy juices everywhere onto his cock. I loved how long he could make himself last and he always knew how to make me feel so good.. I looked out the dirty window at the dismal countryside and wondered why anyone would want to live in this country of thieves and prostitutes and lots of pricks like me just looking to make a fast buck the easy way and not break my back doing hard labor.A young housewife across from me was opening and closing her legs like a telegraph signal giving me little flashes of her pretty pink panties and her tan line that was an inch or two below her panty line. Her face was hard like a slab of granite. ."I didn't tell him to call me Mistress. Anyways I say to him, I don't wantyou to be stupid either Mike. I want you to experience all the joys andhappiness this life has to offer you. Does wearing makeup make you happyMike?? "Yes Mistress" ... When you are at work or with your family youare the Mike they know. When you are alone by yourself or alone with me,you are Mike the makeup wearing sissy boy. Wearing makeup makes youhappy. (I couldn't resist putting this command in there) Because I. I started licking the shaft of his meat stick and lifted it up so I could lick on the bottom of his nut sack and suck a nut or two. I then started to suck his cock and spit on it to get it lubed up. I tried to get his meat all the way in my mouth, so that I could lick his nuts as he pumped my face but it was just too big. He must have seen what I was trying to do and he grabbed the back of my head and forced me on his member. I started chocking and gagging on his dick and my eyes started to.