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I could not wait to get home from work on Friday. My routine was the same. It was total preperation for the weekend.I was a highly placed executive with the company I worked for at the time. Nobody knew that I lived as a total sissy slut cock worshipping whore on the weekends.I was seeing a guy who was very dominate. I met him online. The first night he took me home he dressed me before having sex with me. He made it clear that I was to not only always be a “girl” around him but I was to come back next weekend. He insisted that I be dressed and totally fem for him. I loved that because I was into that very thing.So on Friday night I would take all of the necessary preperations for “alot” of anal sex, take a long bath, shaving all body hair and being “cleaned out”. Then pick out the sluttiest thing I could wear kaçak iddaa in public for the drive to his house. Knowing I would stay Friday and Saturday night I always packed several outfits for the weekend. Alot of lingerie, stockings, etc…It was summer time and I left my house around 4 in the afternoon. I managed to sneak out of work a bit early on that particular day. Sneaking into my pickup without having to chat with the neighbors was always a chore. It was a sprint to say the least. But I did it. There was no opportunity between my place and his to dress so what the hell, the possiblility of being caught made it all that much hotter anyway.So I left the house in a skin tight black dress, barely long enough to cover my ass and cock, black stockings, long blond wig and garter and knee high stripper boots.Here kaçak bahis I am driving down the road in my dress with a hard on making a tent. No panties because he never let me wear them. I called him to tell him I was on the way. I could tell he was jerking off in anticipation on the other end. He was talking so dirty. I was hard as a rock because he told me to never cum during the week and I obeyed. I had not cum since being with him the previous Sunday. My first nut after five days was always huge as is most guys.”Pull up your dress and stroke your cock” he said. I had him on speaker. I did what he told me. There I was driving down the road, stroking my cock, traffic passing me on both sides and they had no idea. I was in a pickup, who would know? Guess I didn’t think of trucks taller than me.So there I am, illegal bahis riding along, my tall tanned thin legs covered in my stockings, my dress pulled up around my waste stroking my smooth hard cock. My head layed back thinking about the fucking I was about to get. Little did I know I was getting it sooner than I thought.I looked to my right to see a package delivery guy in a brown truck watching me as we are rolling down the road. I quickly notice that he has his cock out. I told Heberto (my guy on the phone of course) that a guy is riding along next to me watching me stroking my cock and he has his cock out waving at me to pull over. He tells me to find a place to pull over and “take care of him”. I had a feeling he might say that. He loved sharing me with his buddies and showing me off. Of course I did as I was told. Looking at the road and still stroking my cock when Heberto told me to find a place to take care of my new friend, I reached to the door to roll down the passenger window so I could holler at him.
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