A very soft smile on my face before I turned back. “I feel a little .. Weird. I don’t know if I can sitting here. You know.. Next to a girl.” I ...said, very nervously.“It’s okay. You don’t have to if you don’t want to. I know you probably feel a little bad jerking off with me close by, but I’m just saying I won’t feel embarrassed if you would like to do that. I can see it wants you to play with it.” She told me with a slight giggle in her voice.I couldn’t believe how at ease she made me feel. I. She had bought two rolls of it for this purpose and when she did put on a flannel shirt on top of it the illusion was almost complete. The last stage included the fake moustache she had bought at the shop that sold theatre props.Once that was in place, she slipped on a pair of baggy jeans leaving the cock to stick out through the fly. She smiled at herself, or rather she smiled at Jack, or rather still, Jack smiled at himself. She pulled up her desk chair and sat down in front of the mirror. As. Anna lies on the same prep table that she will lie on when the spit is shoved through her body, and I waste no time climbing up with her and bringing my pussy to her mouth. "What do you want me to do?" Anna's answer isn't what I am expecting, but it excites me, anyway. "I want you to make me drink your pee, just like you drank mine." "What would you like to do after I make you drink my pee?" "I want you to feed me your pussy while dad pierces my inner pussy lips." I spread my pussy lips. ” Her voice was barely audibly, but he slid down immediately. She stepped forward until her pussy was in his face and still he didn’t move. Spreading her legs slightly she spread her pussy lips with the riding crop. “Please your Mistress” she told him. He leaned forward and swiped his tongue across her clit. Moving slowly he slid his tongue into the hot folds of skin. Licking and sucking until his face was buried in her heat. He moaned and she brought the riding crop down onto his shoulders. In.