I’d call her trash, scum, pig, and every other mean, dirty, disgusting thing and could even make her cum by just trash-talking until she would raise...her hips and begin to hump and then began masturbating begging me to tell her more. She had a thing about wishing her husband knew and would sometimes hurry home after swallowing a mouthful of cum and kiss her husband knowing he was actually getting some cum in his unsuspecting mouth.I do know that after we stopped our affair she continued to. "Yes Sir, I love it, god it's so bad.." Go ahead and say what you are, you know what we like to hear." I'm ...I'm a whore" I felt a slap across my face. "You can do better than that. Again." Y..yes Sir.. I'm.. I'm a trapped sissy whore who needs to serve cock please.." I felt a slap on the other side of my face."Again, whore. More."Tears were starting to roll down my eyes, partly from the sting of the slaps, partly from being overwhelmed at the realization of what I was going to be made into. "I know we fucked already, but that was just a release for both of us. Let me show you how much I love you." As she spoke she lowered herself into a kneeling position and took just the tip of my cock in her mouth. She began sucking on it like it was a lollipop, licking the tip, wrapping her lips around it, making a happy sound in her throat and then repeating it. I took her head in my hands, holding her in place, but I could only take this for a minute or two. Moving my hands to the back of. Being a real sissy and scared of any real man I turned and quickly returned to the cubicle, I went to shut the door but he was behind me. He pushed me in and closed the door behind him. I was stunned, having used this glory hole quite a few times over the past year I had never had a man in the cubicle with me but now I had two in one evening. I knew what I needed to do, I slipped my mini skirt off and sunk to my knees as he unzipped his trousers, within seconds I had his cut, already very hard.