I had great difficulty breathing as she ground down on my face, her pussy juices streaming down my throat as she gyrated her arse around and around until finally, and thankfully, Miss Marsh let out a loud cry and her whole body shuddered and she slumped off me. “Hello Michael” Miss Marsh said, with a lustful voice, “I can see you are enjoying your sissy training very much, judging by the puddling on the table!” she crooned whilst dipping a finger into the goo and popping it into her mouth. Porn sex Thankfully, I arrived at the mini-mart on the corner without having seen anyone. However, as she moved my hands aside to gain access to the button of my shorts, my secret was exposed. Not knowing what was to come, I remained motionless in my kneeling position with my balls pulled down towards the table top by the weights and my boy clit starting to again, embarrassingly, ooze a sticky puddle onto the table. Good, I thought, just the shop assistant to deal with and then I can scurry home again. Fetch your breakfast”
Dutifully, I presented the full ramekin and a spoon to Miss Bolton.
