Besides she had to stay friendly to anyone with an interest inkeeping a sissy. A pervert like John might have connections to peoplewith similar tastes...and if he was satisfied with her service he wouldcertainly pass the word on. After all there weren't many sissyspeciality stores. You could get some things at a sex shop, but as faras sissies went her shop was the only place to go. The only problem wasgaining some recognition and a client base now.It was hard for Linda to stay calm, but she. She gave me a big smile."Hello, Larry." She was smiling, but she also looked a little uncertain about what the reception was that she could expect from me."Hi, Kate, long time no see. How was Hungary?" I wanted to go over and give her my own hug, but something was making me hold back from doing it."It was so different from here. Did you miss me?" She was trying to wipe her face with her hands, sweeping away as much of the wetness from her cheeks as she could."I missed you right from the very. Without warning, he grabs you by the hair at the base of your nick and pulls you roughly upright. Your back slams into his chest while his raging cock stretches your insides. His hands immediately come around and grab at your breasts firmly holding them and rolling your nipples harshly between his fingers. You moan at how roughly he treats them then he slides his hand down between your legs and massages your hardening clit.The pressure inside you grows and your moans become louder until at. More hands removed her brassiere. Her thong was pushed to the floor. Someone held her as she stepped out of her thong. She was guided into a darker room. A crude log fire pit dominated the center of the room. Someone threw in a power and the blaze flared up. Drums sounded faintly. Sherri was lifted by two black men holding her legs. Two more held her arms. She was carried and placed on a roughhewn log-altar. Someone spread her legs. Someone else positioned himself between her legs. Sherri.