Carroll. George looked nervous. No he started it! My father looked at me and raised his one eyebrow. I shook my head no. Mr. Tucci slapped George on t...e back of the head. George, tell the truth! I swung first! George blurted out. Im sorry John. I believe your son, Mr. Blaugh. Why George? Said Mr. Tucci. He is the toughest kid in the school, I just wanted to be the toughest. Said George. Mr. Carroll asked. Who told you he was the toughest kid in the school? Everyone! Said George. I was trying. She held it there, letting her tongue swirl all around the head. She bobbed her head a little, sucking the end of Ike's cock. Drool ran down his shaft, soon helping her hand glide smoothly up and down his cock. They both moaned together.Chrissy gagged and paused for a moment as the head pushed into her throat. She tried again and this time succeeded in getting a third of Ike's cock in her mouth. He was so large and thick, sucking this thing would take some getting used to. By this time, her. Her second husband kicked her out when he caught her fucking his brother. Her third husband divorced her when he caught her taking my cock up her tight asshole. As promiscuous as she was why did I accept that the baby was mine? Because between the time she spent with her husband and the time she spent with me she had no time for anyone else and her husband had gotten vasectomy years before. Ergo, I'm the daddy.I was overly optimistic when I said the marriage would be over in a year, two at. Since I was a shrimp, standing gustbarely five feet three inches tall I could easily pass as a teen ager, andwhat better teenager than a girl. But first we needed a bit of minorsurgery.I had breast implants and while under the knife was hypnotized andimplanted with a false identity and biography, I also had some minorsurgery to make my face more feminine; all during my relationship with RonTanya kept reinforcing the suggestion and forcing me to go with him. themade up biography was the one I.