I should have been drifting off into sleep, but instead my blood was coursing with excitement. I clenched my muscles and my cock throbbed.Carla rolled...onto her back, but I remained on my side, facing her, my hand across her belly. Her hand was by her side just a few inches from my throbbing cock. I lay perfectly still, trying to breathe evenly and deeply. I didn't know exactly how Carla felt about the last time we had touched, so I waited. I had instigated the first chapter in our story, this. I hug her back, and say, "much better now." I didn't know what those, those traitors were up to, I would have stoppedthem....." I know you would have, I'm lucky to be your little bitch, your specialsissy."I kiss her hard. I poke my tongue into her mouth, and force her tongueback and start stroking it. A sissy's tongue is hir strongest muscle. Ido my tongue exercises religiously, every day. In our exercise classeshere at the school, we often tongue wrestle our other sissies, I am. As for his attitude for the young maiden, Lieutenant General Hasil’s head was stiff as it can be to avoid the slightest, unintentional glance at her, as if such act without permission it would cost him his eyes.“Your return is a bit early than anticipated, Hasil, should I assume something unexpected occurred?” General Beking asked, giving the impression that she already guessed the answer.“Your intuition is sharp as always, General”, Lieutenant General Hasil said respectfully and a tad. . well, when I was in high school and college” she began, “I secretly envied those girls who were labeled as sluts. I got so wet thinking about them fucking so many guys, yet I knew that I couldn’t do that. Later, I met you and we were happy. The sex was great and we got married. Everything was great.”“WAS” I asked.“Well” she said, “in the last year, it’s gotten a little routine. You’re still the biggest cock that I’ve ever had, and I love EVERYTHING about you, but admit it… we’ve gotten a.