Standing here in the kitchen, though, it didn't seem so kinky. My life feltnormal. I was a girl in love with another girl.And her Mistress.And her oth...r sissy.And myself.* * *Our wedding day was a cool, sunny day in early April.I moved around the church yard, greeting guests, exchanging air kisses.Miriam, Phil's ex-wife was there. She has a crooked smile on her face, asif she was dying to say something."Hello, Kim," she said. "I hear they call you Munchkin now?" Yes, some do," I said. "I'm glad. Instead of bobbing up and down she massaged my shaft with her tongue and throat like I’d seen her to do Jimmy. The novel sensation brought back the fuckwit’s horrific words. “Play connect the dots with her freckles.” I’d said the bitter words aloud. Desire didn’t blunt my anger. Laura pulled off to take a breath. Suddenly decisive, and angry, I pushed her back. I stood looking down at her, sitting back on her heels. Grabbing handfuls of her disheveled black hair, I shoved my cock against her. “Just a little bit more,” laughed Hawk.“Go get your shower, you sex glutton.”“No, ladies first.”“OK, you’ve shown us you’re a gentleman. Now, stop procrastinating and get your shower.”“Yes, Ma’am.” Hawk tried to look pitiful as he headed toward the bathroom. The two throw pillows following him down the hallway sent the message it hadn’t worked. While Hawk was in the shower, Maria advised the security team about the food and people who would be arriving in a few minutes. When she returned to the. Leslie fucking McAllister, TV news anchorwoman for XBC, married, cheating slut, and sex goddess, was on her knees, slobbering on my cock like it was the greatest thing since a Sno-Cone or something. She still had her wedding band on ... but nothing else, as she went down on me with a vengeance. The look in her eyes was wild with her lust, not caring that I was underage, that she was married, or any of that other bullshit. She just wanted to suck my dick, and so she did. I held onto her head and.