What actually happened, though, was that they had to work so hard to get what they had gone after, that they were a little disappointed.Not that they ...blamed Chuck. After Matilda got him to move his finger correctly, and had her own very good, but not quite as strong as anticipated, orgasm, they also learned how quickly a young man can recover. He was obviously trying hard, and was obviously very interested in the proceedings.In gratitude for what they had put him through, they did him. "Now! Fuck back into meeee," she wailed demandingly. "All the way!"She lifted her hips up from the ground. The dog fucked his entire prick back into her gulping pussyhole. She could feel the hard cockmeat throbbing obscenely against the taut walls of her cunt, and she trembled all over."Ohhhh, doggy," she whimpered as the dog rubbed his furry chest across her apple-sized tits. She loved the feel of his warm fur rubbing against her pulsing nipples, and the caress made the twin nips fill with. " Mrs. Monet pointed out to her sissifiedstepson. Carl looked at the model on TV and saw she was wearing a shortblack skirt with stilettos. Carl's sissy stick was raging and pulsating,but he held back. "I bet you would like to wear that outfit? Or do you just like to wearlingerie? Huh, you pathetic pansy!" Carl's stepmother sneered.Carl replied in defense, "I don't like to wear any kind of feminineattire, especially the outfit I have on now!"Mrs. Monet smiled and light flicked the front of his. This way I never got any complaints and ended up with a good tip, and also I could keep my job. Sometimes I got lucky and even had sex with some of my female clients. Now that was one hell of a tip.One day, I was making my last pick up for the day. I was already told in advance that my client lived far out of Phoenix, and it would take some time to take this person to their destination. I got to Sky Harbor and waited for my client to arrive. Like most of my pick ups. I was usually given a last.