Maybe I could go another night? I didn't have to go, did I? That's it!! I didn't have to go at all. But... my pussy was in control, it tensed at the s...ightest thought; remembering his tongue burying itself inside, and that cock, so heavy and thick, and... Shit! When I saw it it wasn't even completely erect. I almost lost my breath thinking about it. I tried to shake it out of my head.I ate some salad, and even tried to take a nap. Nothing helped. I just sort of paced around the house until my. Having locked up I headed for the kitchen, only as I walked down the corridor, Zoe burst out of the print room, smiling, tears in her eyes, calling my name, actually screaming my name.Catching my girl in my arms I held her, kissed her to end the scream and lost myself in her feel, her scent, the kiss deepening as she melted in my embrace. It took a while, but reluctantly I began to break the kiss, reaching up with one hand, grasping her hair tightly, pulling her lips from mine. "What exactly is. We tried anal sex for the first time and after the initial discomfort Joyce found that she loved it. We had sex in public places where the chance of getting discovered existed and we tried role-playing and had a lot of fun. But the letters that turned on Joyce the most were the ones where men watched their wives and the ones where a wife would have sex with a black man. I didn't really know how I felt about either of those two, but it didn't matter because they were only fantasies. It was. I was very comfortable being Daddy's toy and being able to dress up and be a gurl at times. Daddy didn't care that I wore panties all the time now, and he knew that I would go lingerie shopping and buy cute outfits to go out to the club in with Tommy. He just said that I could do what I wanted with Tommy but HE didn't want me as a gurl and that I was his turned out boi bitch to him.I was fine with that, I loved Daddy for showing me who I really was.Then one night I was just sitting around.