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I felt her push on the back of my head. Still holding onto my aching balls, I leaned over her stocking covered leg and took her cock in my mouth all the way down to the base. I felt her stomach muscles tighten as she let out a low moan. The hand holding my head pulled and I rose up off of the stiff dick in my mouth. The taste and warmth flooded my mouth along with saliva. Mistress pushed my head down again and I opened wide. The back of her cock hit my throat over and over again as she fucked my mouth. I slid off the couch and onto my knees in front of her. She pulled me around directly in front of her and slid her foot up into my crotch.

I swirled my tongue all around her shaft and head as both hands pushed and pulled my head. I dry humped her leg and could feel a climax building in my own sissy cock.

Debbie pulled her cock from my mouth and held it up out of reach. "Lick my balls," she said. Her voice was husky and low like a woman who had smoked all of her life. I stuck out my tongue and licked her balls ravenously. As I alternated between sucking her testicles into my mouth and licking her sack, she began to rock her hips forward and push my head down. My tongue danced across the small patch of skin between her balls and asshole. She pulled her panties to the side further as I flicked across her puckered rose bud. She suddenly pushed my head back.

"Lay on your back, faggot," she told me. I laid back on the carpeted floor with my knees propped up. The heels accentuated the shape of my calf muscles and my cock throbbed in time with my heartbeat. Mistress Debbie stood and removed her black panties. She smiled down at me and walked slowly back and forth beside my submissive form, savoring the moment. She stuck her foot between my legs and I spread them wider to offer her unhindered access. She pushed on my balls with the clear plastic sole of her heel. "Are you going to be a good little cumslut?" she asked as she played with my totally vulnerable balls.