After several minutes I was nearing another orgasim, Vickie pulled her legs up allowing me thrust deeper into her sloppy cunt. I thrust in as deep as ... could and drained another load into her. This time my cock went limp and was sore. Vickie pleaded with me to stay inside her and stay the night which I did. I was awoken several hours later to Vickie on top me, my cock hard as nail buried deep in her snatch. She was riding me like there was no tomorrow. I busted a nut inside her as she came.. I was stunned and struggled a bit to regain my balance now sitting up on my knees being firmly held in place by the hockey player. I let out a soft groan of discomfort. Then something began to press against my lips... A thick, meaty, leaking cockhead. I was shocked. The hockey player had said he only wanted to watch. But I wasn't complaining and I certainly wasn't about to miss this opportunity to suck on this fat cock. I opened my mouth and felt him push the head in past my lips. It really was. Things were going well for us.We had even settled the Rodney issue. With Peter, it didn’t even seem to be an issue. I told him one night, gently, that Rodney and I had been “involved” for the last four years, and it didn’t even seem to surprise him a bit. I almost got angry with him, weirdly, wanting him to somehow react. He just listened to me, smiled, and kissed me. He told me it didn’t bother him a bit, and later than night, as he held me, he even told me it kind of turned him on. I have no. ." As you turn around, yousee that his phone is out again and he's filming you this time. As youget closer to him he points to the floor between his legs. "Kneelsissy, and look at the camera." You get down on your knees in front ofhim and stare up at the camera lens, fluttering your false eyelashes."Now tell everybody in your best sissy voice what you are sweetie."You pause before licking your lips. "I'm a sissy pansy Sir," youwhisper, your voice breaking, almost inaudible."Speak up.