I moaned into my sister's pussy, his thrusts pressing my face deeper into her snatch. I tongued her hard, thrusting into her sheath.Feeling her pussy ...alls spasm as she kept cumming.My little sister kept cumming on my tongue. She moaned and gasped over me, squeezing her small breasts, fingering her puffy nipples. She massaged them, stroking her swollen areolas while groaning and grunting, her juices flooding my mouth.“Yes, yes, yes, my little dyke-slave,” she moaned. “Oh, you're eating my pussy. " No, I cant. First, I have that little girl to think of. Second, I don'thave the money, and third, I look ridiculous dressed up," I said."I said the same things, once upon a time," she said."You have to be kidding me. You pass, totally." Again, thank you. But that's not how I saw myself at the time."I looked at her hard. Was it possible, that this totally feminine personbefore me felt the same way I did when I dressed up?"The thing is," she continued, "we are sometimes our own worst critics.We. "Yes sir," she gasps."Stand up," I command and she rocks back onto her feet and gracefully complies. I let her stand there and continue circling her. I notice that her nipples are quite erect now and I think I can detect the aroma of her arousal. "We're getting there," I think to myself. She's blushing lightly."Put on your belt and clip your badge to it." She complies wordlessly."Follow me," I tell her and begin walking toward the back door."Where are we going?" she whimpers and then remembers,. I sat back down in the chair to watch the rest of the show as Anton fucked my wife hard, my cum dripping off her face. He pounded her ass for another couple of minutes before pulling out and rolling her onto her back. He got between her legs and lifted them high into the air. He spread them wide and then pushed his whole length back int her pussy. She screamed and screamed as he pounded her pussy harder than anyone ever had before. I could tell that they were both getting close and it was.