They parked the car and entered a large banquet hall which had been reserved by Mistress Ann’s play group. They met Mistress Ann in the lobby and h...eaded for the coatroom. ?Have you told the sissy what’s going on? Mistress Ann asked. ?No, I thought it would be more fun for him to find out when he got here. Beside he might have crashed the car on the way here if he knew? Linda explained laughing. ?Ok then sissy strip of everything except your stockings garter belt and. "Umm.... I guess, but most girls are slightly different." "Oh," she said "I'd love to find out for myself." Well, that threw me, what was I to say, so I just sat there, naked, my cock slowly drooping, as she gently carressed it, ocassionally, flicking her tongue over my balls. "I wonder what your cock would taste like covered in another girl's pussy juice. I watched one of your videos earlier..." and there it was, her confession..."and I loved it. It got me so turned on watching your cock slide. He rummaged forsomething that would not look out of place but did not have an option.He was about to use a Batman t-shirt with just the bat logo as acompromise but had a flash of inspiration and instead went for a yellowpolo shirt from the tennis club that the whole family used. It also gavehim the idea to push back slightly against orders and wear a pair ofplain white tennis shoes. He put on his necklace and wig and returned tothe kitchen."Not wearing your espadrilles?" enquired his. Her heart raced as she wondered if she could survive another spanking.A zipper was pulled down, and Amaya bit her lip to keep from moaning. Pants fell, and the toolbox was opened. Something slippery squeaked, and she spread her thighs in anticipation. Wesley was going to fuck her; she just knew it!He chuckled. “I like a woman who knows when to spread them,” Wesley said. “But I think you misunderstand what I intend to do.”She stayed quiet and soon felt his hands on her hips. His cock slid along.