I listen. Nope, she’s definitely not bitching at me now. Not yelling. I smile, lifting Mrs. B’s head slowly up, her wet throat sliding up my cock....Then I shove back down, plunging back in. Up and down, up and down, masturbating with my teacher’s sweet head. Sticky wet sounds as her spit is churned around on the inside.I talk out loud between heavy breaths, “This is such a better way to use your mouth, Miss B! Fuck. You sound so much smarter like this too,” It’s a lie, she doesn’t. I’m careful. Are you happy now?”Now let me show my lust for you mom, let me show what a real man can do to you. I am going to show you heaven.” Saying this I laid her bed and she was spread wide for me naked and waiting.I spread her legs wide and looked at her wonderful cunt and bent down to kiss that sacred motherland where I had come into the world from. It was bald pussy, its lips swollen. Placing my mouth on her cunt, I began to lick it.I let my tongue go to her clit and began licking and sucking it. It. I'm giving her toyou so you can be her."Bob stood in stunned silence for a moment. "I don't know if you noticed,"Bob said, "but I happen to be a man. What kind of trick is this? Who areyou? And why do you think that I want to be a woman?even a woman a beautifulas this one?" Don't be afraid," Harlan said, touching Bob's shoulder. "It's okay."Bob was now trembling. This was wrong. This was terribly wrong. He felt weakand dizzy.Harlan held Bob's arm and guided him into a chair that had not been. How could such a vibrant man, someone so full of life that everything around him drained of color, be trussed up and tossed on the floor like garbage. Abby knew, somehow, that it had been Tony who had done the trussing and the tossing.She looked him over, trying to see if had sustained any injuries. There was a growing bruise on his temple. And from Tony's earlier statement, she guessed correctly that it had been her friend who did that to the prisoner."Abbs! What the hell! Get over to my car.