At the time, cut off shorts were in style, and that is all I was wearing, plus shoes and socks, after I took my shirt off. I sensed the sweat running ...own my bare smooth chest and looked down and enjoyed watching my lightly suntanned chest glimmer with sweat as I watched the sweat beads run down my chest, dripping off my nipples, and running down my tight belly and wetting the tops of my cut offs.I rode the rest of the trail, and then back to my home, looking down from time to time to see the. "It, it hurts, please." Yes baby, I know," I said. "The pain will dull, but your first fewmonths of sissy anal training will likely be painful, but it will allowyou to be a good sissy if and when your Master ever decides to fuck you.And you will gladly accept some pain for the chance to passively acceptbeing fucked by your master's cock, won't you Daisy?" Oh, yes Ma'am," she moaned."And I remember your pathetic little cocklette tenting your paints on someof those nights when you served us," I. All I could do was moan for several minutes and then I gave a final, deep shudder.As I did, a sound from behind me caused me to look up into the mirror and I found Sue Ellen's husband, Frank, standing in the open door to my room, a leering grin on his face and lust in his eyes. He was in T shirt and boxers but had his cock sticking out and encircled by his stroking hand. And I might add, it was a very big cock at that. He stood there, slowly jacking himself as he watched me. It was his heavy. ...time up, he put the usb in his pocket, and left the internet cafe. He crossed back over the road, went into the back into the bar, asked the bar tender a couple of questions, and smiled when he received the answers. Walking all the way back to the hotel with the buzz of the alcohol running through her. She was looking forward to getting up to her room, getting into her book and getting herself off! By the time she reached the hotel she was horny and couldn’t wait to release an orgasm..