..." The words caughtin my throat. "Because a good sissy wouldn't!" I managed to say.Mistress Tara's eyebrows went up. "I see... a good point." She pa...sed."Still there will always be temptation to do so... lift the front of yourskirt and pull your panties down so can see your dickette," she said. Idid as she commanded and looked at her to see her brush some toast crumbsoff her breast, she looked up and tossed her hair to one side."Hmmm I think you are getting aroused Tiffany." She smiled. "I. It was humid; sticky in the worst kind of way – the way that makes sweat bead between your shoulder blades and stick your shirt to your skin as soon as you step into it. The relentless July sun was held at bay by a few lazy fleece clouds which drifted above the palmettos. I was glad to step into Anne's air-conditioned home and find a tray in her modern, white living room with fresh, cold meats and fruit, but even more glad when she showed us the two guest rooms where we would be staying, with a. Miss... what,“ began Leo.Then a fist hit him in the solar plexus for a second time... and he doubled up in even greater pain.„Don't interrupt,“ said Zena. „Just speak when you are spoken to.“Leo clasped his midriff and groaned. He was already near to tears. And how unmanly that was! He strove to pull himself erect and act more like the warrior he once had been. But how difficult that was under the circumstances. With a knife pain through one's vitals... with an iron ring rendering one. I managed a wonderful orgasm, but Alan kept on fucking me after I'd cum and I had a second orgasm before the first had finished. This double cum made my legs go weak and I had tell him to stop, as I'm sure he was prepared to fuck me against the wall all day if I let him. Besides, it was nearly lunchtime and I had an appointment with a cute little pussy. I told Alan I had to meet a female friend for lunch, I didn't tell him I would be eating her pussy. He seemed OK about it; he'd be able to get.