I went back into the bedroom and admired my sissy look in the mirror then started sucking on my dildos. I turned up the volume of the porn and started... getting loosened up. I lubed my dildo on the mirror and stroked then eased my ass up against it. I worked the tip slowly back and forth living my hole as I pushed back into it more and more. I loved the feeling of the big dildo in my asshole and a another in my mouth I have always wanted a spit roast threesome. I was moaning and getting verbal. But within the next few minutes, as he still held me up and bounced I began to become light headed as his big black baseball bat snaked deeper and deeper up into me. After a few more moments I could hear screaming. To my amazement it was me, I was screaming as he took me deeper and deeper, grunting now with the effort to hold back, not to thrust, all the while taking my entire weight in just his hands. Thinking back to that first time I can't clearly recall how it felt as Otis fucked my brains. Take that. Take that.” Ms. Cougar shouted with every stroke. Cobalt dutifully worked on Chris’s cock and soon got him quite hard. But the awful pain of the cane strokes prevented him from relaxing enough to get even close to an orgasm.“Doesn’t his ass look just perfect,” Ms. Cougar shouted. “Ten more strokes and I bet you’ll be bleeding.”Diane whispered something to Ms. Cougar. She stopped caning Chris for a moment. At first she seemed angry. Then she smiled.“Of course, Diane. Since. But eventually...Mmm, there were two absolutely blood-soaked rags there! The smell was fantastic and i swear one was still warm -- I say rags because that's what they were -- torn-up pieces of sheet folded over into a pad -and pushed up against that hairy slit --that I'd never even seen but dreamt about day and night. And still do.I was in full flight when MrsMac shoved the door open and walked in. I had her period rag pressed against my nose and my hand around my cock, pumping hard, and.