Before I could say a word she lowered herself and I was completely smothered in what I thought were her panties, but I didn’t think about that, yet,... as I sucked on their wetness. Yes, yes, that’s why she was rubbing herself first on my knee, then my toes. Ohhh, what a dominatrix! Fuck, she’s too much. How is this possible??But before I could enjoy more of her wetness she lifted herself to give me a better view.“Oh…my…god, those are mine”, I exclaimed!“Yes, how the tables are turned,” she. . but now it was much more than that. They were finding that they had much, much more in common than simply the desire to break Cheryl, to cause her as much physical and emotional pain as possible. And, of course, there was their silent partner, who had agreed to this scheme and helped by providing the facilities necessary to completely subjugate her hated tormenter.Cheryl barely noticed several hours later when the phallic-shaped nozzle was unceremoniously yanked from her asshole, tearing the. "I have no problem." I said. "Thanks Amit" saying this she forwarded her cigarette case to me. I took one and put between my lips. She lit the lighter and helped me to light it. "You are a smart smoker honey, your dad never smokes that perfectly," She said as I threw the smoke out of my nostrils. It was my first time to smoke in front of my mom. Before eating dinner, she finished two large pegs of wine and I had finished a couple of bottles of beer. In the meantime we almost emptied her. . You are a femboy, aren't you Stacey?" No!" I protested. "I'm just a girl!" Oh." There was a silence, then the caller said flatly, "That's too bad."The silence extended and I cursed inwardly. And here was I thinking thatI had to -"Hello?"There was no time for self-reproach, so I switched my smile back on andtried again. This one went rather better, until I asked the caller ifhe'd like me to take my cock out and stroke it a little bit. He wentmental, yelling something about wanting a "real.