Fuck, the thrill of dressing him up, my little sissy bitch. Watching you squirm in those fucking lace panties and that tight bra, your makeup flawless, those heels clicking with every fucking step. He’s a goddamn vision of submission, and I fucking love every second of it. I can see the fear and excitement in his eyes as he kneel before me, ready to obey. I shove his face into my pussy, making him smell the day’s loads, the mix of cum and my sweet nectar. His breath hitches, tongue darts out, hesitant at first, then more fucking confident as he lick. The sensation is intense, a fucking mix of pleasure and power. I can hear his moans, muffled by my flesh, and it drives me fucking wild.
His hands grip my thighs, nails digging into my skin as he hold on, lost in the act. I can feel his body shaking, and muscles tensing as he tries to hold back his own fucking pleasure. But I won’t let him. I command him to touch himself, to feel the same intensity I’m experiencing. As I cover his face with all of my cum his little clitty squirts all over his hands and
I make him eat it all up like a good sissy slut!





