.he sat on the bed and watched me and pointed to one of the night stands...I opened it and wow...toys of all sorts, cock rings and tons of lube, rubbe...rs...the whole nine yards...jackpot! By this time he was stripping...he had on familiar pair if red bikinis that could barely contain his full erection.I proceeded to Caress his package and he did the same...finally licking my panty bulge and running his hands up and down my legs..electric! I just had to have him at this point...I pulled his. I’m just going to the bathroom.”I made my way to the kitchen and grabbed a coke from the fridge. I went into the living room, sat on the sofa and opened the can. I was halfway through the can when the door to the living room opened and there stood Priya in a sexy red babydoll with stockings and 7 inch heels. He lips shining with red lipstick, her legs smooth, hairless.“Oh my god, Priya, what are you doing here?” I stood up and as I moved towards her it hit me.“PRAFUL!! What are you doing?”“Call. It was the look of utter defeat. He had decided tostand up to Clarice and she had taken his son in retribution and turnedhim into a sissy cock whore.If that wasn't not enough, certain government officials would eventuallybe getting a video that showed the senator fucking his own son as well asdocuments that indicated that he had arranged to have his boy turned intoa sissy cock slut because of a petty family quarrel. The video would leakafter he sponsored the bills."Would that be enough? Perhaps. We have an appointment with our martial bed," Jenna reminded me, clasping her bra. My manhood stood up, but I was still conflicted too. After another minute, I snatched my clothes. "Don't you love it when you listen?" Jenna pondered, before she strolled to Shyla. She poked Shyla on the chest. "You might a good fucker and kisser, but I married him, not you. I can't risk him coming in here everyday with you flashing your tits or your panties. So you better find another hunk to show them to,".