Her lips reached out, scrabbling to get further down onto me. Then she pulled back slowly until once again only the head of my cock was between her li...s.Andie grabbed hold of the shaft with both hands. Holding on to it firmly, she rolled my cock around in her mouth, licking the head with her tongue. She laid the sensitive underside right in the middle of her tongue and rocked her head quickly back and forth for a while, rubbing the bottom across her tongue. Then she sucked on it for a while. My. . well since you say you aren't a Brutta birbona would you mind calling off your dog?" he said softly as the dog continued to stare at him and listen to their conversation."That all depends?" On what, mi bella?" he asked as he tentatively rubbed Rambo's neck. The dog leaned heavily into his hand."How serious you are about this dating thing," Rachel explained."I'm very serious, Rachel. All I want is a chance," he stated softly."We'll see." How about ten o'clock, Saturday morning at Bianchi's. I. "Not all the boys who go to Miss Janet's are willing to go. I wasn't atfirst. I was sent there as punishment for being naughty." Oh. What did you do?" Well that's immaterial now. What matters is that I'm a fully blownsissy now. That's why I'm training to be a hairdresser." But if you're a boy you could be an engine driver or an airline pilot."I observed."Oh, it's not like that once you become a sissy darling. You'll see onceyou get to Miss Janet's. Sissies could never become airline pilots. That smug expression on his face always made me roll my eyes, him knowing my thighs were still shaking from his ministrations. He liked to lie on his back, between my legs, with his head resting on my stomach and an arm wrapped around my thigh, smoking a cigar—as if he had just won some battle. But, I am not imagining the smell of his cigar or his presence now. My foot barely hits the fifth floor landing when I see him propped up against the wall across from my apartment door. With closed eyes,.