"Have you ever been with another guy?" No." I was so nervous my voice was cracking at the thought of where this might be going."Have you ever wanted t...?" I don't know... no... not really?" I responded"What does that mean? You ether do or you don't." Well I guess I've thought about it, have you ever thought of being with girl?" I said trying to deflect the question."Don't change the subject. Who have you thought of being with? anybody I know? She asked now extremely intrigued.Now feeling. Someone your age should never have been forced into such a life so young. God is rarely merciful or considerate, merely demanding and stern. Your life was always going to be one of hardship and loss and so I guess I will have to be the merciful one in your life and do my best to dispatch it swiftly and with dignity. Perhaps your father will even be able to bury you under your own name, rather than this identity others have cobbled together for you. Come, I will send you to your maker so that. “Yes, sit down,” I replied. He sat down on the bed, and I stood in front of him. I untied my bathrobe, and took it off letting it fell on the floor. “Damn fucking hot! Mom,” Ronald said. I was standing in front of him wearing my black stockings with a garter belt, and matching black panties, but no bra. I was proudly showing my 36D size boobs to him. I turned my back to him, and bent over a little to stick out my ass. “How is it?” I asked, “I found that magazine of women with big ass,” I. "Jasper… what the hell are you doing…?” I gasped in surprise.“Just relax, Mrs. Ana… and take off your nice robe…” He whispered softly.Still entranced by his tremendous black cock view, I just obeyed him and disrobed myself in front of him. He smiled, pointing at my tiny bikini bottom. I grabbed it with my thumbs and slipped the tiny cloth down to my ankles.Completely naked, I knelt on the floor, waiting for whatever he wanted…Jasper stepped forward, grabbing my hair with his left hand. He made.