Bo puts his ass back in my face and sits on my nose and mouth. “Eat.” He growls. I stick out my tongue and slowly lick the cheeks of his ass. I fe...l the hairs against my tongue and it makes me want to gag. I run my tongue up and down his crack carefully avoiding his puckered whole. Down below Coach is no longer torturing my sensitized pussy. I heard a buckle and I know he’s stepping out of his pants. Bo slaps my breast then my pussy. “Eat my ass whole, Bell. You’ll love it. Taste delicious.” He. Just focused attention on where you are, how you look, andwhat you do (to men). I could write a best-selling "self-help" book onthe subject.Some biddies have suggested (hissed may be a better word) that it wouldbe preferable if I wore a muu-muu and curlers to church. But I toogreatly respect the institution, and Miss Suzy, to do that! Call itPride, if you must. I'm a firm believer in forgiving human frailties.Anyone guilty of *just one* of the Seven Deadly Sins is nearly a saint,in my book.. " Me too, Mom," I agreed. "We had a really nice conversation. She knowsabout boys who are 'transgendered' ? that means who feel like girls," Iadded to show off my new vocabulary. "I wonder if she could do somethingso that I could go to school as Jenny?" Well, honey," Mom said thoughtfully. "I'm sure she could help you withyour feelings, but I think you're too young to make that decision. Iwill talk to Claire and see what she has to say. Okay?" Okay, Mom," I replied.Mom was watching me as I cut. It splattered across Christi’s heaving tits and her chin and tongue. She kept stroking and the first shot was followed by a second, and then even a third. She giggled and laughed as his body shook and sweat bathed his slight frame. ‘Good boy!’ she said. ‘Fuck, that was a lot of cum! You’re really good!’ He smiled. ‘Really?’ ‘Fuck yeah! Come back and do that for me anytime, baby,’ Christi winked at him. ‘You know where to find me.’ ‘Ahh…’ he sighed. ‘Thank you.’ ‘Aww, thank YOU,’ she said. ‘I.