”“Yes, daddy.” I leaned in hungrily, I wanted his cock in my mouth so fucking bad. “What do you want, slut?” “I want your cock, daddy, ple...se. I need your cock in my mouth.” I started sucking gently, wetting it thoroughly, swirling my tongue on the tip, gently suckling his balls, tugging them a bit when I sucked. “I’m going to fuck you now,” and he roughly turned me over on my knees so once again my ass was in front of him. He didn’t waste any time slamming his giant cock all the way in. I was. And makeup.And skirts and dresses and cute tops and anything that pretty girlswear. Know how I know that I am a submissive slut? Because I like tohelp people cum. Dominant men, pretty women, and other sissies. I justdon't care. I love to help people cum and I don't even care if I cummyself. It makes me feel pretty to coax cum. Maybe that is how I endedup getting into what I got into. Which is being a phone sex operator.The perfect job for a sissy. So many upsides. First and foremost, thejob is. "Don't you dare do anything but pee!" she informed him. "Anything more than that will be considered a violation of rules, and automatic forfeit," she threatened. Admittedly, the thought had crossed his mind. He returned several minutes later having found it very difficult to even pee as Jill caught up to him on the backside of the restroom. Immediately she unzipped him, fishing his semi-erect member out of his pants."We tied that last one," he stated."I know... but zero's still a number. And. Filling... these days," I replied, as I slid my hand onto the back of her neck. I gently rubbed upwards and touched her ear lobes with my thumb and little finger, caressing them lightly, and squeezed gently."Oooh.... that's nice... I have some tightness there," she moaned lightly.I slowly rubbed her neck as my right hand went to her thigh. She leaned her head forward as I massaged her neck with my left hand. My right hand slowly slid up her thigh and I felt her legs part slightly as it reached.