Tracy saw the bed and jumped right on, hugging a big stuffed lion placed on the back corner on the bed."Hey, Kayla! This bed is so cute! And all these...stuffed animals. How did you get them?" Me?" Kayla said. "Or your friend?" You silly. The magnificent Miss K doesn't seem like the stuffed animal type anyway!" Tracy giggled."Oh you two hush," Miss K chimed in. Sitting down on the bed and looking up at Kayla, she asked, "So when do you wanna start?" Well, um, Miss K, I think whenever you want, I. "Suck his cock." She ordered.I was nervous about letting him know how much I wanted the mushroom head of his manhood in my mouth, but I bent forward in my chair and stuck my tongue out to lift the head of his rising cock on it, and sucked it between my lips. He slid back as far as I could take him, swelling rapidly in size as he did so. The taste and smell of his genitals were far more masculine than I remembered my teen friend's being.Yes! I had a totally hard, pulsing, precum-oozing cock in. I barely noticed her as an orgasm crashed throughmy electrified body. She unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down as Iwatched the precious little sissy grunt and twitch under the onslaughtof Becky's cock.Nikki's tongue found my clit easily, and as she lapped at my wetness Ispread my thighs wide open to receive her. But my mind wasn't on her, itwas firmly on the erotic scene in the student bedroom."Isn't this what you wanted, sissy boy?" taunted Becky, "You wanted meto give you a hard fucking. He had no idea where Rodney got that stuff but foundhimself happily putting on each item. Each day he would clean the housewearing rubber gloves and wearing a frilly apron. He was cooking a lotof food but ate very little and what he ate didn't appease his hunger.When he wasn't cleaning or cooking he was reading women's magazines.By the end of the second week, Kelly could almost accept this dailyroutine. However, the one thing that struck pure fear and disgust waswhen he let Rodney fondle and.