Yeah, I know it’s silly. But it’s a simple truth. The old man seemed to draw into himself as if cool rain was falling all around him. He hadn’t ...alked to his wife about these things for years. It had been too long, too much time lost chasing after tomorrow. So much time lost by not just talking about the honest, easy things. ‘Remember before the wedding? How my brother had slipped me a sip of whiskey from that flask of his because I was so jumpy? How we danced that night, so close? What I. My Mistress had beendressing me in ultra sexy attire, to help me feel more feminine.Tonight was no exception. I had on a short black Lycra skirt overgarters and sheer black seemed stockings and panties. My top was acotton button up mans looking dress shirt, tucked in and buttoned lowto show off my sheer black bra and false cleavage created by the fakebreasts I had procured through an online transgender shopping site. Ihad on a long wig similar in style and color to her own hair, heavyblue eye. One of Lisa’s favorites.Lisa was quickly picking up some tricks of the trade, which helped moved things along. If they chose Lisa over some young thin girl, then they were obviously into big boobs, so keeping them smothered in boob flesh usually ‘tripped their trigger’ post haste.She liked John so she was taking her time. This early into the shift, there usually weren’t that many customers anyway. And she sure didn’t feel like hanging out with the other girls.A month ago, she would have died to. But it felt so familiar. And the sudden happy grunt felt familiar too. The only thing that didn’t feel familiar was her bindings, and the absolute power he had over her now. He grabbed her head, covered by the sack, and her neck, and held it. She resisted, trying to pull back – to pull it out. To get him away from her. He held her. ‘No… you’re taking my cum.’ He said softly and gruffly at her. ‘you’re gonna swallow it all.’ Then he started fucking her mouth. Slowly at first, just the head in.