I would get her to look at his big cock from the messages he sent, getting her to beg me to allow him to fuck her in her pussy. I’d ask her if she w...as a slut, to which she would reply ‘yes sir’, and what do sluts have…..’a cunt’, I knew this was going to be good. On the night I drove out to the meeting point just off the M8 at Heartlands, where I would wait for him then he could follow me back to our house. As I was sitting waiting, wondering if he was going to show, she called saying that she. As he traveled past the stores his mind casually picked out items of interest, things he thought he might want to get later when he stopped in his tracks. He stared through a window at a woman standing inside at the counter. The long dark hair, the dazzling smile. It couldn’t be her, not after all these years. He drifted closer to the door of the shop, all the while keeping her in sight. His disbelief evaporated when he heard her voice. Clear and shimmering like the sound of a bell, it cut. Did you have a woman's name?" Suzy," I said softly."That's a cute name," she smiled. "I like it. Now, what about action? Did you see yourself getting fucked as a woman?" No," I said hastily. "I never, ever imagined that!" I see," she smiled. "So what did you imagine? Sucking cock, maybe?" I didn't answer, but I didn't have to. "Judging from the way you're blushing, I'd say that's a yes," Kathy giggled. "Is that what you did with that dildo?" Blushing even more I nodded slightly. . He was staring right into Johanna’s eyes and she was staring right back. Tiffany turned to look at me. I was watching her open pussy, glistening, Nate’s hard cock resting right on top. Keeping his eyes glued to Johanna’s, Nate grabbed his cock and guided it into Tiffany’s tiny pink pussy. She let out a little moan, still looking right at me with her bright green eyes. My eyes were fixated on hers. She was in heaven. Her face wore a countenance of both pleasure and pain. Her perky tits were.