She puts down the milk gallon she carries. Polite thanks, a few more words are exchanged, and a good bye with a promise of a tomorrow. The night now i... disturbed as the dream returns to haunt her, to awake in her something which felt almost inhuman. The days, as mundane as ever, go by. It is a Sunday, the window is open, and the curtain barely sways in the early breeze of spring. Faith sits quietly reading and is startled by his voice coming through the open window. "Hey, cutie!" The goofiest,. Or I won’t let you cum in Mrs. Chapman later.”“Don’t worry baby, you know I love you. Hold on tight ... I’m about to cum in your ass. Hmmm ... Mmmmm ... Mmmph. Here I cum ready or not?”“Fill me up ... oh Michael ... fill my ass ... oh, oh, oh, oh, oh godddddd-damn, that feels so good.”“Wow, that was hot.” Peter said. “I have never heard Jennifer curse before.”“Put that tongue back up my pussy Petey,” his wife said to him.I looked over and saw her breasts wobbling back and forth as I stopped my. She would usually dress in old baggy jeans and oversized old t-shirts."I just went for a long run and I forgot my house keys. I am locked out, so I took the chance that you were home."I finished packing away my developing materials in the drawer and turned around.Jenny was leaning forward looking at some of the photos I had laid down on the table. The sight of her ass tightly wrapped in the shiny spandex pants awoke my hormones. She had a little round butt, which sucked in the spandex material. Like every guy at my school, I was hot for Christa. She had been mean to me when we were freshmen, and because of her popularity lots of people followed suit, so my school life had not been fun because of her. I was thinking of some payback.If I had been born male I would have pulled out my dick and started porking the little bitch, but unfortunately I was born without the required equipment, though no one at school actually knew that.Oh, you thought I was a guy, right? Well, I am; I identify.