While she was terrified. He wondered why he hadn't noticed before how attractive terror could be in a woman. It made them all the more feminine, he th...ught, all the more desirable. And now he was going to screw this particular one until she couldn't take any more.Sally was on her knees, hugging her belly, and that held her robe almost closed there. It had fallen open when he had kicked her, and she hadn't bothered to pull it closed again. Her legs were revealed, of course, as the lower part of. He smiled with pleasure. He just came up with a pleasing idea. Pleasure for him, that is….with some for her, of course. He came forward again, his large dick jutting out magnificently. Taking it in his big hands, he rubbed the almost purple, mushroom-shaped cock head onto her soft lips.“Do it”, came the orderShe opened her mouth, slightly unsure, and licked the broad tip. It was a salty taste, but not unpleasant. Becoming braver, she took a longer lick. When she looked up at him in question, he. " I told her. "Good old mom, thought of everything!" "You're a lucky girl," She called back as she left. "Things will be a lot easier for you then!" It was only after I started to pull on the panties that I realized she had called me a girl. Here I was an average eighteen year old guy about to become a girl and there was nothing I could do about it. Trapped, I thought to myself. They can do anything they want to me once I'm in the operating room, I could wake up to have breasts the size of. A second stick was lit up and passed around. By now my head was swimming and I was consumed by the mellowness that I loved.As we were all sitting on the carpet one of the boys slid up next to me and began rubbing my leg about my knee. He leaned in close to me and whispered in my ear that he wanted some of my "sweet thing". Well I knew exactly what he meant by my "sweet thing" as I had been giving it up to all the Black boys in my school for a year now. As his hands began to unbutton my blouse.