This little crossdresser harlot was sitting on my lap when she wet her underwear. I did have my hands between her legs, rubbing her wet little cock at the time. Still, she made such a big mess under her little skirt without MY permission. Hmm, what do you think I did after that?
I slapped this sissy’s cute behind and sent her off for my cane, of course. She looked so sweet and demure as she tip toed back over to me, and bent over my lap. I hitched her little skirt up and forced this transvestite wench to rub her ass all over my thin, severe toy. “That’s right, bitch. Beg for it.”
Smack, smack, smack! She cries out, with tears in her eyes. “Please, no! Please, not again.” Like music to my ears as I send another trio of brutal stings across her round ass cheeks. Red welts form on her pale skin, and I tease them, feeling her lusty heat. She belongs to me!
“How about it, baby? Don’t you think you should be focusing on my pleasure, instead of your own?” I pull her underwear down and pull her arse cheeks apart as my big, artificial member comes out to play.