”I heard the sweetest giggle followed by a moan. “Let’s come together..”Her tone of voice was as pleasurable as her tightening pussy and after... a couple of thrusts and seconds, the going turned orgasmic. Now I was sure those were moans she was emitting previously, for now they had turned into sweet screams and her cunt squeezed my cock until I couldn’t bare it. I came as she did, and a couple of seconds after that, the ordeal was over. My lustful lady had gotten of me and was now putting her. Shelley chose to wear a yellow striped sun dress with a billowy skirt and a scooped neckline. The valet drove the car up to the front door of the hotel. To my surprise, it was an old MGA, similar to one I owned during my youth. The concierge handed me a picnic hamper and Shelley a large plaid blanket. He bid us farewell with a wave of his hand. I drove off with a wave back. Our day started out so well. The first thing I did, was something I wanted to do ever since I visited Paris. I drove down. I sat in the front passenger seat and Charlotte got in the driving seat. The rain hammered down on the car. Charlotte reached across and got a carrier bag from the back seat and handed it to me. I looked inside but saw women’s underwear. I clearly looked confused. “It’s for you," she told me. “What do you mean. For me?” I asked. “On Wednesday, I want you to get to the hotel first and be wearing that when I get there,” she replied calmly. I pulled out a pair of black lacy knickers and still. Look how red your sissy ass is getting...oh, you can’t being blindfolded...”“...this is just the start BITCH...you are mine NOW...to do with as I wish...”Then Mistress Alyson turned her attention to whichever one of the three men that was still roughly fucking me.“Right, give the Sissy-SLUT the cum she wants...she’ll need it to lubricate that tight ass, as it’s going to stretched properly.”As Mistress Alyson finished her words, the hands gripping my suspendered hips gripped tighter as the hard.