It failed but not for lack of trying and for that Roz and I will be always grateful to you dear friend. I hope you too can find happiness down the roa...d. We will always be there for you and have your back." Wow, thank you Cindy."I didn't know what else to say, so we clinked glasses one more time and took a sip.I felt the pressure against my crotch increase, telling me to get on with the job. So I put some lotion into one of my hands and slowly rubbed them together to warm it up. I pulled up one. "You're a fucking sissy whore, aren't you?" he asked as he gripped the top of my head, using his other hand to slap his now 8-inch dick on either side of my painted face. "Open bitch," he growled, and then proceeded to slide himself in balls deep.My gag reflex kicked in, but I tried fighting it back. He seemed to enjoy the sounds I made, though - and I could definitely feel him getting harder whenever my throat spasmed. He would sink his cock all the way in, and then let it sit, giving me time. Until we have our own, safe place, we can only be secure and be our real selves when we are here,” I said.The lingerie shop arrived first. The manager brought her chief fitter and some skinny, young looking models. The van was full of their ready to wear collection, and it took quite some time to unload everything and bring it into the living room.Clarice’s living room was like a small movie theatre. The girls and I sat in the front row. The fitter set up her station at the side of the room.. I reached up and squeezed them gently, rubbing her nipples as I did, they were soft and wonderful ... I told her I wanted to cum between them... she told me she had other plans first... the skirt was next to hit the floor revealing the smoothness I had felt, she stood infront of me in stockings only and I wanted to cum there and then... she fingered herself as I sat back on the sofa... I undid my trusers and fumbled hurriedly removing socks, trousers and pants all at once in a muddled heap, all.