I placed my hands on her shoulders and push her down and guided my bloated cock head into her mouth. At first she only let the head in, stopping as he...r lips closed around the helmet like head. I could feel that she was sucking hard. I saw her look me in the eyes as she started to move her mouth further down the shaft. I watched as she slowly took more and more of my big cock it into her mouth. She was taking an inch or two down before she pulled back. Then she would take even more of my. Taking a fistful of her silky mane, he stood, taking her with him. She trembled at his side, afraid but excited, stumbling as he led her by her hair to the back of an empty stall. He took a rope from a nearby peg and she whimpered as he bound her wrists roughly to a steel ring above her head on the wall. With his booted foot he forced her legs apart, noting with deep pleasure how a drop of pearly liquid had trickled down her inner thigh. She wanted this, needed it, just as he did. Coming. This part should be read in conjunction with the previous part as it follows directly from where we left off.Just then I looked around and saw two people in the corner of the store. One must have been a mistress because the other was a little femme boy like me. I was stunned to see that he was naked except for a pair of six-inch fuck me shoes and a gorgeous pair of stockings and suspenders. His little clit looked like he was getting a kick out of it. He looked over at me, winked and blew me a. Marylou changed suddenly to a mischievous dirty smile looking straight at me. “Don’t tell me is a girl? Do you know, dear Peta, that a lot of us women listeners to Radio Office Gossip believe you’re a closeted hard lesbian? Just think, you’re always alone, no known boyfriend, no social life, just like a classic lesbian librarian hiding between books reading porn!”.I was deeply surprised by her open sneer and I began to feel very angered. “Now Marylou, if you think…”“Now Peta bitch, if you think.