I’m not sure if my emotions were that of relief or of disappointment. Slowly I shuffled into the stall and sat down. Again, I’m not sure why I did... it, I felt like I need some time to think. As I sat there pondering why I was here and what I was feeling, I got bumped again. My heart skipped a beat and my blood ran fast. Turning around I saw that fat beautiful thick cock again. Quickly I took it into my hands before it disappeared. Again those wonderful feeling flowed through my body. My hands. I love to tie a young man down to my milking table and ring their cock dry with my hands. Sometimes I place them on the floor and use my feet to stroke out a few loads. Sometimes I wear a pair of five inch heels when I force their cock to make a mess all over them."Ryan moaned thinking about being dominated in this way by his Aunt Marlette. Imagining her towering over him and using her nylon clad feet to force his cock to spurt out its seed."Oh, you like that don't you my naughty nephew?". So Mikah and I were planning a trip to Durham. We got there in time to have lunch with Tonya. I called her first before I left home. It was to give her a head up just in case she had plans. It was a good thing I did because she had a project meeting.“Hold a second,” she said putting me on hold. I almost shut the connection. “Okay I can’t get away, but I have someone else who is willing to sit down with you over lunch at McDonalds,” she said. “Then the boss wants to see you on the sound stage.. Once I get thepanties and tights on I again marvel at the rhumba pantie, so many rowsof lace and such a soft pink, and on they go. With that done its thesocks and dress and I'm ready to do my hair, as I look in the mirror andbrush out my hair into two pig tails and expertly install the bows Irealize just how sissy I really am and just how lucky I am to have agoddess like Kathy to guide and love me and again my caged clitty strainsitself in desire that can only be released by her.By now she is.