1. Prostate Milking, Endless Orgasms!


    Date: 1/26/2016, Categories: Fetish, Masturbation, Shemales, Author: moekoes8, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    the smell. After brushing his teeth Sandy took out a tampon and removed the paper. It was in a plastic applicator, which he lubricated lightly with petroleum jelly. He also inserted some petroleum jelly into his ASShole. Then he carefully inserted the tampon into his ASS. He was getting the hang of getting it inserted quickly but it always excited him when he pushed it into his ASS. Next he put on a pink nightshirt made of a soft material. On the front it had a picture of a winged female fairy and the words 'I love my tits!' Sandy liked the saying but he loved the feel of the material even more as it moved across his tits. About 10:00 he crawled into bed and was soon asl**p listening to the soft voice that seemed to come out walls. All night long he heard the voice talking softly to him. It started out for the first half-hour telling him what a good maid he was. Then it slowly switched to telling how lucky he was to be a she-male and have tits. It went on to tell him that it was good to have breasts and that he needed to have them milked. All night long the voice was worming its way into his brain as it had each night for over a month. On Monday morning Sandy got up and did his morning ritual of shaving his face, underarms and crotch. The he put on some lights gray slacks and a soft shirt that buttoned backwards from how he normally buttoned. He walked over to the house and was in the kitchen by 6:30. He found Bethann curled up on the kitchen floor still wearing her maids ...
    uniform from the previous night. She looked very tired and sweaty. Sandy knelt down next to her and touched her shoulder. Her bleary eyes opened and she just stared at him. &#034Are you okay?&#034 Sandy asked her. &#034I-I-I'm so t-t-tired.&#034 She mumbled. Then her lower body started slowly humping &#034Oh- not again&#034 she groaned. &#034What's happening?&#034 Sandy asked and tried to hold her. &#034I'm - I'm - the punishment pants - they - they make me CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM every few minutes.&#034 Her hips started bucking as she lay there. &#034You mean you've been CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMing all night long?&#034 &#034Hmm-mm - oh yes. After - I ugh- ugh- ugh&#034 she moaned as the pants brought her to another climax. &#034Oh - shitttttt!&#034 Now Sandy understood why they were called 'punishment pants'. If you were f***ed to CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM every few minutes all night long you wouldn't be able to eat, sl**p or do anything but CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM. It was a delightful punishment at first but after a few hours it became a torture! &#034Hav- have- to fix breakfast&#034 Bethann said trying to get to her feet. &#034Help me.&#034 Sandy helped her to her feet and she quickly told him what they would be fixing for breakfast. She was planning a simple breakfast of eggs, toast, bacon and juice. They had just started cooking when the punishment pants kicked in, starting their tortuous process of bring Bethann to climax again. Sandy finished up and had the trays set on the moveable table when ...