“Put it in your mouth!”Bertie opened up and Columbus fed his manhood to the submissive bottom.“Suck this dick, boi,” commanded Columbus. “I�...�m gonna fuck your molly-boy ass into submission. I’ll teach you to run away from me!” He slapped the sissy’s face as he barked at the pint-sized, effeminate captive.“What, sir,” sniveled Bertie.“You heard me, boi! Bend over!”Columbus spat on the clenched brown hole. He pushed it in using one of his large fingers. “This butt hole is tight! I gotta fuck you. ‘Well, I was hoping bagels,’ Sophie guessed. ‘Nope. Remember when mom used to slip us an extra dollar and we went to the bakery?’ Toni asked. ‘You didn’t! Toni, it’s been forever since I had their home-made cinnamon rolls!’ Sophie exclaimed. ‘Me, too, but I was driving down Beech Street and an image of us running through the alley to the bakery skittered through my brain,’ Toni explained. Toni pulled out the gooey confections and set them on the plates Sophie set out. Before Toni sat back down. "Mrs. Driscol, we weren't. Ah, that is to say, we aren't having se-," Finn stammered."Shut up, Finn!" Liv warned through clenched teeth. "Sorry, Grannie, my car broke down and Finn gave me a ride home." You know I told you not to ride on one of them motorcycles without full body protection! You want to end up a cripple like that Christopher Reeves boy?" That was a horse, Grannie, not a motorcycle. You know that." It's all the same young lady; and who's your friend with the guilty conscience. "New position, maybe? Any ideas?"What did I know about positions?"How about me on top? Okay?" I said thinking of an obvious arrangement. So, I crawled over him, got up into a crouch and moved so his cock was directly below my open lips. Slowly easing down, I felt his dick press into me, first, the head, then several more inches, oh, that felt good.I started moving up and down on his cock, each time going up I would tighten my muscles to grip him snugly like I was sucking him upward. He seemed.