Squeezing my eyes shut, I stuck out my tongue as Barb moved my head around. “That’s right! Eat your cum, pervert!" she said as she steered my open...mouth around my warm, salty sperm. Humiliated, I did as I was told, hoping that cooperation would lessen my punishment."Look at that, you fucking perv, eating cum makes your cock hard! You are such a twisted little bastard." Barb said contemptuously as she stared at my now-swelling cock."Please don't tell my folks, Barb! Please, I'll do anything!" I. Wrapping my legs around him while rubbing the front of his jeans with their tell-tale bulge. Our bodies press tightly together as we kiss harder, Hel sucks my tongue and I catch his bottom lip between my teeth. His hands fondle my chest, tweaking my nipples through the thin lace of my bra before he reaches down to grab my ass. Picking me up, he takes me into the bedroom, lying me down on the bed before I pull him on top of me. We grind against each other like teenagers, Hel’s hardness rubs. We asked the shop assistant, whether it could fit him? He said yes, because it was adjustable. He said that there were also black high heels on sale, which are also available in bigger size. So, I bought everything. On the way back, he said that he was astonished how professional the shop assistant was, and that he did not laugh at him, buying girly stuff. Well, I said, you see, that he is used to it, and you are not alone with your tastes. At home, I explained to him how to use the enema and. I’d say the end result was that on philosophical grounds, Capone was right. But the government made him who he was! What would he have been if liquor and prostitution had been legal? Nothing. A two-bit hood trying to collect protection money from businesses. The same goes for gambling, though the states are starting to wise up to that and legalize it. But we’re off topic here. You have to stick to your standards of behavior.”“But don’t those change sometimes?”“Sure they do; when you have a good.