His cock was so hard, he had trouble with it not going between my legs and I felt him push past my bum, up through my lips and then on out the other s...ide until it was sticking out in front of me, he rode me like that, tweaking my clit until he had me on the verge of cumming again.He felt me try to push him into my soaking pussy and he pushed himself as far forwards as he could get to make sure that didn’t happen, so I knew he was awake and knew what he was doing and he was between my legs. You kiss at the V of my thighs. You part my thighs and press feather light kisses along my inner thighs. You reach my wet and dripping pussy but you never touch it. Wanting you to touch my pussy, I move my hips towards your mouth but you don't let me succeed. 'Stop teasing, dammit,' I scream unable to bear your torment.'Please...'I beg you but you turn a deaf ear to my pleas and continue your torture. You place a flurry of kisses along the outer lips of my pussy. My pussy is dripping wet with. As the time was growing near for the men toarrive, the wives produced one more fashion misstatement for theirsissies to suffer. It was wigs. Obviously fake. Shiny. One blue andthe other red. Low hanging bangs in the front and bowl-cut at mid-earlevel the rest of the way around, so as not to hide their danglingearrings.The wives made their made-over spouses thank them for the new looks.Then they had the sissies kiss each other for luck. It was stillhumiliating for them, though they did it. I was the only customer there at that time. The receptionist quickly called all the masseuses. 6 very nicely well built guys also came into the main area. All of them were nicely dressed in uniform and all of them greeted with me with a smile.I was feeling a little nervous now as i was the only customer in the area and 6 massage guys are looking at me. One of them came to me and handed me a towel and asked me to follow him to the changing room. The changing room was open with just strings of.