As I lightly bit her big nipples, I spread her thighs and ran my hand down her shaved cunt. Her lips were swollen, as was her clit, and her juices mad... her slippery. I went right for her clit, which was almost the size of the end of my thumb. Peeling back her lips exposed it, and I flicked it with my finger. As I began to kiss my way down her belly, she pulled her knees up and spread them, totally exposing her treasures. By the time I began to suck her clot, she was emitting a high pitched. "Oh, my goodness, Stephanie," I said after reading the first half-dozenpages. "You are a woman after my own heart." Really?" she asked, somewhat unsure of herself."Absolutely!" I answered. "Although my husband is very much in controland is without question the dominant partner in our marriage, we havebegun thinking about owning a sissy maid very much like the one youdescribe in your story. We are also open to having a female slave, butwe are primarily interested in owning a sissy maid."She. The bed was moved away from the wall and there were no headboards. Guys were lined up in front of her, waiting for the guy who had straddled her face with his cock to finish up. She was sucking on his dick while her honey pot was filled with a large black cock. Her breathing was heavy and she was screaming as he thrust deeply inside her. I watched intently as he withdrew his prick and shot his heavy load all over her tits. I felt a twinge of guilt about what I wanted to do when Jack noticed me.. I couldn't wait toget dressed again, get back to my own place and my own identity....But outside, in the living room, I found yet another surprise. Theapartment was empty! Bobbi and Marie had packed everything back up andleft already, leaving a note that they would meet Gina at the Lesba-Delta house.But my relief at not having them see me this way was cut suddenly shortwhen I realized how thorough they had been. As I looked around the room,I could see no sign of my Maids costume!"They must have.