Porter smiled at me and said, "I like Tyler. He is a good man. But these little shows would be much more entertaining if he had a thick, eight inch co...ck."I used a chair to pull myself to my feet. I wiped my eyes on my arms and waited for them to tell me that it was alright for me to put my dress back on. But they didn't speak to me until they finished sipping their after dinner drinks. Instead they sat back and talked about me.Susan came back out from the kitchen one last time. She studiously. He dribbled the last dropsright onto my tongue, forcing me to lick him clean. Then without a wordhe pulled his pants up and left. I sat there, his cum coating my face. I felt truly degraded, used, and simply desiring a nice bath. Then Iheard the door to our apartment open. Mistress' footsteps seemed sowelcome."Well done sissy," she said, and I could hear the enjoyment in hervoice. "It seems you were properly used as a sissy should be." Yes Mistress," I said."And what a cute little mess on. A white goo started spewing out of the pink thing in the frontof the sissy's panties at the same time as Monroe grabbed a tissue andemptied his balls into it.At the exact moment he had started cuming Lena who had quietly stood byand filmed this whole time started screaming. "What the fuck are youdoing? What kind of nasty shit are you even jerking off to you fuckingpervert?! God this is so gross! You cum faster for this than when you arefucking your own wife who is by the way a real woman. Are. Its usually raining a light drizzle in England in the autumn. And the rest of the year too, for that matter. The rain ran in diagonal streaky torrents over the dirty bus windows, fuzzing the view out over the other motorway traffic as we sped towards Zoe. I was glad I wasn’t driving. I’ve passed my test, but haven’t got a car yet. Nobody has cars at uni: there just isn’t anywhere safe to park them. They’d be vandalized and broken into in no time if you tried to keep a car at uni. At least, that.