I loved the taste of us. I licked him from base to tip, swirling my tongue around him, before parting my lips, sucking slowly on the head of his cock....He groaned a little and ran a hand through my hair, tugging gently on it and my mouth popped off him and he forced me to look up at him. I licked my lips, and smiled. “So very delicious, my love,” I said, my voice throaty and almost hoarse now from shouting and crying out for him. He let go of my hair and let his hand stroke my jaw, and then. I tie your legs apart over the stool using your tights, removing the now ruined satin shorts but leaving your thong on underneath for a bit of protection, because I'm going to whip you. I take a soft leather dress belt from your drawer and pass it between your legs. I pull it tight over your thong-clad cunt, securing it around your waist with another ballerina belt, which is wider and tighter, holding you in. Then I stuff the soiled silk shorts into your mouth to stop you from making loud. She lied on the dirty bed, the entire bottom-half of her body was wet from the cum of a dozen men with a beer bottle stuck up her sore sissy cunt.Back in the bar, the guys were trading stories, laughing at what they had done to the sissy when, they hear a pounding at the door. “Can’t you fucking read, the bar is closed!” yelled Jake the bartender. “It’s me asshole!” the voice yelled back. “Sorry Bear…” Jake quickly jumped up and opened the door for him. They call him Bear because he is built. We went to the back yard and sat down there on lounge chairs.Meanwhile, Maura went inside and soon she returned, now wearing a tight black top and a pair of low cut jeans; she said because of the heat…We chatted and relaxed out there. As Maura crossed and uncrossed her wonderful long legs in front of me, I could catch a very nice look of her pussy lips, pulling aside and exposed through her jean shorts.I saw Maura smiling as she noticed my eyes looking at her crotch; she moved her hips so her.