But all of this paled in comparison to the morning after. I did not wake when she had rolled over into my arm nor when she first whispered my name. S...e ran her hand from its place on my chest down my stomach to my inner thigh, and that had roused me first. With a smile she took her hand and began by caressing me, she gently kneaded me until I was erect in her hand, the entire time reminding herself of the night before and how it had felt inside of her. Her hand started slowly as it worked it’s. "Sissy, you had better go and fix your make-up" Aunty Jane instructed.I hurried to the rear of the salon, my testicles still aching. Glancingin a mirror I saw the trails down my cheeks left by my tears and Iquickly tried to repair my mascara. I also re-arranged my skirt andpetticoats after making sure my panties were back in place. Clearly thiswas a special kind of salon and I had no idea what else might be seen asnormal in this strange place. "You must be the new sissy" a voice behind me. You clamp your cheeks together and start to squirm, but I hold fast and soon you relax again. Then even though you have never had this done before, you start feeling the tingle and warmth spreading between your legs. You start rocking your hips and pushing your ass as hard against my face as you can in order to get my tongue deeper. I work my hand under you and find your clit with my fingers. You immediately shudder with a climax. I stop, raise up, and watch as you catch your breath.I gently. He then told me that it wasn't. He then spanked my bare ass with his hand 20 more times. Asking me if my ass was sore after the last one. before I could even say yes he kneeled down and began kissing my ass. I didn't know what to do or say. I felt very uneasy, but at the same time very turned on. I had always wondered what it would be like to have my ass kissed and here it was happening. I just thought it would happen when I was ready and on my own terms. This felt like I was being, OH YESS!!.