We poor sissies had spilled food all over the hall in ourdesperate attempts to serve at the tables whilst our sissified bodiesresponded to the licenti...us agitations in our butts. It was almostimpossible to resist this stimulation of our prostate glands, for thedrugs we were given had modified our prostate glands into irresistibletrigger buttons. No sissy could resist for long any sensations in herprostate.Indeed, if their future mistresses wished it, a young sissy could betreated with special. We relaxed for a while and then Karan asked me if I am ok for a drink. I agreed, he bought two glass of drinks. Karan made me to sit on his lap. We started to drink, meanwhile, Karan was playing on my breasts, cuddling it and pinch my nipples. Karan was still rubbing my pussy, draw line between my pussy lips with his finger. By the time we finished our drink, I was in such a state of mind to get fucked again. I turned towards him, I took his glass and kept aside. I kissed him, I leaned back and. It started to rain harder, and the trail was pretty muddy and slippery, but I continued on, I came to the large intersection in the trail where it branched off into 5 or 6 smaller trails, and headed up my trail, I came up to another group of guys heading down the trail as I was going up, and they got quiet an eye full as I pasted them. I rounded a turn pretty fast, and slipped just as I pasted them and fell in the mud. The group of 9 guys I had just past heard me fall, and turn and headed. She gagged a couple times before she got the rhythm down. She wanted to take all of him in but couldn’t. She loved the feel of him filling her mouth. She eventually pulled him from her mouth and stroked him as she looked up and asked, “Did you know she did that? You didn’t seem surprised when I told you.”“Yes. I did,” he replied looking down at her. “We were going to let you and the twins know about everything later tonight. It’s really why we planned this whole trip.”“I’m sorry I’m such a.