.” was the bigoted thought that always seemed to be part of my thought about the topic.But at this moment none of those thoughts came to mind, I had... to know what it felt like to wear such a glamourous gown against my sensitive nipples. I stripped off all my clothes and cupped my breasts, they had not gone down in size and my nipples immediately reacted to my touch. I slipped the gown over my head; it was a perfect fit and felt wonderful against my skin, especially my sensitive nipples. I. You will always wear a dress or a skirt, so that I may enjoy looking at you, and you must look your best.” She choked off a sob and nodded tearfully. “I’m sorry” she snuffled. “Good girl,” I said, more softly. “Now I can’t stand to look at your face so I am going to fuck your little ass. Don’t you dare turn around until I have finished. Then I will let you clean my cock.” She nodded, and then squealed as I entered her asshole, more gently than perhaps she deserved. I penetrated my full length. I whimper lightly as he caresses the crevice of my pussy, not yet plunging his fingers deep into me as I want him to. Finally, I thrust my hips up and his fingers slip into me, a moan of delight flowing from my lips. He pumps into my pussy so fast that my cries swiftly fill the car. I can feel his cock pressing against my calf as he continues to pleasure me, my cries exciting him too. When I finally cum, I feel him slip his fingers out of me with a grin. "You are always so easy to please," he. Your cum fly’s everywhere, I didn’t expect it to explode like that, it’s covering my face, it’s in my hair, it’s going up my nose, I want it on my tits. God, there’s so much and still you fire volley after fucking steaming hot volley all over my body.I push it back inside my waiting mouth, I must drink you, you taste so sweet, I must suck you hard, not waste any, get every last dribble, every last tiny drop, I want to drain you, I want you to remember me and cum back for some more and maybe.