She started to feel a bit self conscious. She waggled her wand again, and Timmy felt a strange sensation in his pyjama bottoms. His 'special friend' s...arted to chuff like a train, getting bigger and larger. Tingaling gave him a suggestive smile, nodding down at her neatly trimmed pussy. "Wanna put your train in my tunnel?" Timmy stripped in seconds, his rampant train getting some Christmas kisses from Tingaling before she took him in hand, then guided him into her moist tunnel. "Oooh, come. With puppy dog eyes you look up at me and ask: "Would you please fuck my throat, Sir? Would you fuck my face? I want you to use me, to take pleasure from my body... this body that belongs to you. Please, Sir?"I grin down at you, so beautiful, such a temptress, sexy beyond words. You know I wouldn't deny you this request, but you also know that I like to surprise you sometimes."Stand up, slut, and turn around. Hands at your sides."You obey me eagerly, and are soon standing in the required. "I will only ask you this one more time, are you a faggot?"He looked up, taking my cock out of his mouth, "Yes, I am your faggot." My white cocksucker." Yes, your white cocksucker," he repeated and surprised me when he added, "I love your big hard black cock." He took my stiff rod back in his mouth and began a slow simmering blowjob. It was easily the best blow-job I had ever received; unlike the girls who have blown me, he seemed to worship my cock. Also, unlike most chicks, he didn't whine. I visited a few years ago, when my Dad guest conducted." Does your Dad travel a lot?" Richard asked."Yeah, he has guest slots all over the place." Did you get to travel with him?" Nah. I did go to school, you know." Mm. What's your Mom do?" Nothing. She died." Oh, I'm really sorry. I'll shut up now," Richard said."No, it's okay. It was a long time ago. He's been through a bunch of wives since." A bunch?" Yeah. I never liked any of them. Obviously he didn't either." That's too bad." Well, such.