" What does it taste like Mr. Donald" I asked. He offered his fingers to me and I licked it." Yuck,"I said" it's to salty and tastes funny"'. He laugh...d," It's not bad but you'll have to taste it many times before you enjoy it. You've rested enough, go ahead and swim for a while." I got up and went to the door. My butt hole was all squishy and felt sore. I jumped in the pool and Mr. Donald stayed inside. After an hour or so Mr. Donald came out"your mom called and said she's going to pick you up. You are hooked. Show me how much you love my cock slut; stuff in your face."The degrading statements were all the urging I needed to try and push as much of his massive member into my throat as I could. His girth and length made it so I could only manage to embed half of it, but that didn't stop me from trying to get more while I continued to give the filthiest, and sloppiest blow job of my life. I was gagging, and drooling all over his tremendous trunk of a cock, and he seemed to love every. Just at that moment, my brain was stunned, my heart bitran fast and my lips got dry.So, I told myself I need to calm down when I slowly sat myself straightup. Just when I moved, I began noticing the clothe I wore were differenttoo. I could see myself was wearing a flare skirt instead of my jeans. Thelength of the skirt was not even up to my knee so I shocked again when Isaw my leg now is skinny and no body hair at all. This was not my leg andI suddenly understood the words who said I will find. She knew one thing in her mind and that was that Drew was a special person, some one she new she wanted. Drew stripped off his sweaty clothes, started the shower running to get the hot water through, and brushed his teeth. Stepping under the water, he closed the door of the shower stall and placed his hands high on the wall of the cubicle, letting the hot water cascade down his back. He stood like this for maybe a minute; he was thinking of Tess and her tiny little body, her blond hair, her.