Sissy s Calling
The most frustrating thing was that she was just letting this man touch her breasts. He was behind her, pawing at her pale flesh, tweaking a nipple and squeezing her breasts. She laughed and giggled and seemed to be pressing back into him. His hands explored more, down his hands went, lifting her skirt so he had better access. His hands snaked down to her shaved pussy and started diddling her clit. Her legs relaxed open, giving him more access. Sissy sat and watched, as the Bull whispered...