She trembled continuously. Then I quietly told her my name.She nodded, swallowed and said, "Thank you. I'm Margaret F-. My step-father did this." She ...urned to me, grabbed my shoulders, buried her head on my chest and sobbed. I patted her lean back and tried to ignore the feel of her bare body against mine."Why?" I asked, lifting her chin and wiping tears from her cheeks, admiring her beauty. She had the fine features of a well-bred child.She shook her head. "He sold me. And the man that bought. I looked him; fine toned fit body, tanned. He had strong arms and tattoos covered his arms, they suited him. I took the drink from him and we chatted about the site, he spoke about his life and how he liked my photos. And I responded with how his photos didn’t do him justice. With that comment his smile grew, and his hand was on my thigh and sliding up. “You’re wearing stockings? Let’s see.” I smiled and stood the other side of the table and unbuttoned the dress. Revealing black and pink lace. The difference was noticeable even in the few days since I had first weighed those mighty orbs in my hands. ‘I’ve been eating so much, you see,’ she went on. ‘I’ve never had such an appetite.’ ‘I’ve been eating more too,’ Wendy agreed. ‘All my clothes are snug. It must be all the love and attention we’ve been getting,’ she suggested, putting her arms round me and kissing me, ‘but Alicia dear, you can’t work in a City office with a chest like that and no bra. Come with me and we’ll see what we. I am trembling, crying. You hold me, shushing me, soothing me like a child. I’ve missed you so much. I cannot control my hunger any longer and begin kissing you, hoping you don’t mind. You don’t, you kiss me back. I quickly work my way down to your cock, which is sprung gloriously hard and thick. I try to control my excitement and begin by gently kissing all around your maleness, sucking on your balls and licking your shaft, but I am quickly overcome with desire and take as.