I will." Donna?" Yes, baby." I wish my mommy could see me. I mean, I know I'm a boy but I just wish she could see my hair and how pretty I am." Yes, b...by." That night David collapsed into a carnival of vivid, colorful dreams. In one he became a little girl though curiously he still retained his womanly form. He sat in his mother's bedroom on the edge of an enormous bed and watched her at her vanity as she talked to him in soothing tones. "You're my little girl now, David." Yes, mommy."She. The next morning, 2,500 readers. Five days later 7,000 readers. They seemed to be reading her story with great interest and yet her inbox remained empty and she remained totally unfulfilled.It tortured her greatly but the next day it got worse, much worse.As she arose and walked slowly from her bedroom to her computer room she had given up all hope of ever communicating with any of the readers that she had so tried to please with her writing. The joy had long been lost for her. She now. To get inside the man that had her heart pounding in time with her entire reproductive system.“Strip from the waist down and get on the couch.” Somehow her legs were shakier than before, but she kept on her feet as his arm trailed off her hips. With shaky hands she unfastened the front of her denim shorts, slowly edging them down her legs, taking her underwear with them.The mechanic sauntered backward, his eyes trailing the denim until his hungry gaze found the spot between her thighs. He kept. I curled my fingers inside her and twisted my hand right then left and pumped in and out of her - anything I could think of to keep her guessing and fuel her lust fire.She responded too, producing a steady flow of pussy juice that ran out of her drooling slit and covered my hand, running down my arm and dripping onto the wood floor below my feet."Yes, Jonathan! Oh, fuck me with your fingers! Ohh, right there! Oh yes!" she moaned as she writhed on my lap, trying to get me to hit all the right.