Swallowed and shared

Once she had helped the pair of them undress, Jesse simply couldn't pull her eyes away from the bodies of John and Miranda. Evenly tanned and athletic, both of them clearly had a lot more muscle than the small, slim sissy had ever managed to build up. For a brief moment, she held a timid flash of thought at what would happen if she ever tried to resist their bought-and-paid-for advances… Either one could probably quite easily hold her down, while the other took just whatever they wanted. Their very physical forms were a testament to where the power lay. Ageless and unblemished. It occurred to Jesse that, although they looked in their early thirties, these two could have been playing their games for 40 years. Watching as their newest little toys became ever more fragile and delicate.

Yet still, Jesse wanted nothing more than to touch their sun-kissed skin. Earn those charming smiles. More than the wine. More than the assignments she'd been set. She just wanted to make them happy. That was the deep, inner craving that made her heart beat faster and her head displace any remnants of pride or shame there might be in bowing to their every emasculating whim. There was a warmth like the sun that came along with such subservience… and she wasn't even sure if it sprouted from herself… or the changes the algorithm had made in her.

Miranda sat on the femboy’s face, squeezing in on her ears with those finely-toned thighs. Jesse set to work immediately. She did not know what services the pair had actually paid for. Did not know what else might be expected of her. But, a pussy was being pressed down against her young lips… and so she had little choice except to offer a willing tongue up to greet it.

“That’s it, little sweetpea.” Sighed the older woman, clearly having been waiting for this moment for quite some time. “Give Auntie Miranda what she needs…”

Meanwhile, John had taken over ownership of Jesse’s meagre erection. The sissy gasped when she felt a second mouth wrap itself around her small cock. She had never had a true to form man encompass her so. She could feel the scratch of smartly unshaven stubble where his chin bumped up against her hairless testicles. It sent shivers of excitement running all the way through her, to the point where Miranda could clearly feel them.

“Ooooh, I think she likes that Darling… Isn’t her tiny thing just the tastiest little morsel!”

Jesse couldn’t see anything but the olive rosiness of her current mistress’s flesh. Could barely hear through the muffling tightness of those clenching thighs. Her entire world was the overwhelming sensations coming up from below, and the sour sweetness of Miranda’s juices. She could already feel herself teetering on the edge of an explosion, having been built up over the entire afternoon by the constricting exposure of her slutty clothing and this beautiful woman’s ever-wandering hands. She wanted to give back as much of that swelling pleasure as she could, driving her tongue upwards into the gushing entry above. Miranda gasped with the increasing intensity of her plaything's efforts, but it was that human toy which broke first.

Jesse nearly choked as she bucked her slim hips against the mouth bearing down on them. Shooting string after string of viscous whiteness into John's waiting mouth. She moaned her climactic amazement up directly into the passages of his cousin and lover, unable to breathe for the entire time her body was convulsing with ejaculation.

As she collapsed back down onto the hotel bed, and finally managed to find an air hole past that suffocating genitalia… The sissy heard her temporary masters sharing a passionate kiss. Her mind was filled with the image of her own slimy expulsions, being passed back and forth between those greedily entwining tongues. A blush might have blossomed upon her cheeks, had she not already been bright red with exertion.

But, there was still a vulva to be lapped at. So while her most intimate flavours were discussed far above… Jesse set back to her duties with the diligence that one might expect; from a student of Madame Stanfield's prestigious academy.