I have oiled my cock and am wanking my cock slowly now, and typing my story….Wow, she came again… and having a third round….her cock blasting in...slow motion…hot….)We went upstairs and in no time we were naked, my cock hard and I was sucking and slurping Jody’s pussy, swirling my tongue around her big clit…she moaned and I had my hands on her ass, squeezing and massaging….I looked up and her hang tits quivering close to my face, near her navel… It wasn’t long before we fucked, her bed creaked. “My shop,” she said pointing to the blue façade; peeling paintwork exposed the underlying pink colouration of the undercoat. The door looked rickety and the books in the window old and decrepit.“Nice shop, interesting,” said Grant.Angie opened the door and walked inside, flicking a small table lamp on just behind the door. She let Grant follow her before locking it behind him.“Do you sleep here?”“Yeah, in the back, go through.”Grant walked towards the back of the bookshop towards a light that. ..he was telling me a bunch of things. He told me that he was disappointed, and that I was a disgrace. I just couldn't take it. I wanted to take a knife and just stick it into my chest.The Next Day..."Malik," whispered a voice from behind my locker door. "Hey!"I rolled my eyes, and closed the locker, immediately knowing who it was. "What the fuck do you want?" Whoa!" he chuckled, leaning against the locker with a smile. "What's wrong with YOU, babe?" You don't get it, do you?" I said, walking. 'With that I heard the door close so I stood up unlocked the door andpoked my head out.'Is she gone?' I whispered.'Yes, did you hear what she said.''Yes, but I can't go in there, everyone will know what I am.''That's right they will.''Eh?''They will see you for what you are, a pretty young girl. Look atyourself in the mirror. Is that a reflection of a boy or a girl?'I looked at myself. My hair was a bit mussed up and my makeup stillwasn't quite repaired yet, but there was no denying that there.