It soon became obvious what the noises were......it was Phyllis, making the moaning sounds that came when she was aroused!Carefully, slowly, I peeked ...round the edge of the door.And there she was - backed up against the kitchen counter with a young man (obviously the delivery courier) mauling her breasts. Her hands were groping at his crotch, obviously trying to liberate his cock.I did the only thing I could do: I pulled out my stiffening tool and prepared to enjoy the spectacle.I have to. Her huge, luscious ass was now in the air. I gave her a good tongue-fucking until she came a first time and moved my tongue down to her pink, puckered asshole.I love to eat a woman's asshole. She seemed to enjoy it, too, and I made sure to leave her ass nice and wet so that I could slide my middle finger in. I started eating her wet pussy again as I pumped her asshole with my finger. She started to moan while I did this and I discovered that she was close to cumming again. So, I put my. The fact that I had never actually opened up my female parts for business might also be a problem. Thank goodness, Manny was oblivious to such concerns because he was knocking on my front door just a few moments later. I had to slow him down to get the "rough rider" on his tool before he crossed the threshold. He was shaking his head in disbelief and I honestly thought he had never encountered one before that night.Poor Manny worked diligently sawing away for the next two scenes and then I felt. This was a technique that Ms. Sterna had employed for manyyears to sexually stimulate the sissy to encourage them to repeat whatshe had put them through. So, like in this case being paraded in frontof strangers and friends would typically be very humiliating for anynormal male. Imagine being a man in a sissy dress juvenile inappearance and feminine to the 10 th degree, face made up, nailspainted wearing high heels and then exposed to all those people. Anymale would be devastated by it, but by.