"Caroline laid across her mothers nylon clad legs and began receivinghard cracks with the hairbrush. "Take that you slut little bitch,wearing my nylon...s, heels, panties, bras and know my skirt and blousewith make up and a wig!"The sissy was wriggling with pleasure and began crying out, "I am such aslut, I am sorry I wore your things, I can't help it, make me your sissystepson!"One more, whack and Caroline was once again over the edge shooting gobsof gooey sissy cream all over her stepmothers. Rick hardly cared that it was also something Connie desperately wanted – to get fucked senseless by his straining, rock-hard prick til she begged for mercy. He was far beyond any charitable considerations now, there was only Rick and his aching arousal to contend with. Connie was a willing participant in the event, but hardly someone to be concerned for by this point in time. Quickly enough, he was standing upright over the top of Constance Collins and pulling her bodily up so that her pelvis. "Keep it controlled and don't fight with anyone."I just looked at him and nodded then looked out on the ice fuming as the game started. There were a couple rushes by the first lines and then it was time for change. We jumped on as the puck was dumped in their zone. John and I waited at the blueline as they came up the ice and dumped it behind me into the corner as their winger rushed in to grab it. I let him get to it first and then pasted him to the boards with a clean shoulder check and then. I couldn’t agree more.An old woman came up to me, obviously a little inebriated. “This better work out. I just hope Vittoria has the hips for it. I want grandchildren.” She moved to a seat. “My nephew, the Emperor, too busy to attend his own cousin’s wedding. We won’t forget this slight.”From another bench, I heard the father of the groom say, “I still think they should have had a traditional Nord wedding, out in the cold.” I couldn’t help myself, I had to know, so I asked him, “So, are you.