“Fuck me faster. Oh God, please fuck me faster. Make me cum, fuck please make me cum!” I started fucking her faster and harder, my cock was plowin... in and out of her of her pussy and slamming against her cervix. I could feel the walls of her pussy starting to tighten around my shaft. I used my hands to spread her ass cheeks apart and watched as I pulled my cock all the way out of her pussy before thrusting it back in. My step mother was moaning and screaming how great my cock felt and how I was. Jose came to the fence.“What up, Amigo?” he asked.“I need you to do me a favor,” I said. “Come around to the front entrance and bring your keys for the rides.”“OK, but only for you, Amigo.”Jose always called me ‘Amigo’. It was a term of endearment as we were good friends. I ran back to Cindy as Jose came to the main entrance.“I need you to get us in and I need to borrow your keys.”“OK, for you I do this only, Amigo,” Jose said.I grabbed Cindy’s hand and led her into the fair. Jose returned to. I was scared shitless, butI had to smile when I noticed that while my lips were swollen from beingabused earlier, my lipstick was still somewhat intact. I vowed then andthere to be a Color Stay Lipstick girl from that day forward.More pictures were loaded up. Two were time stamped pictures of meservicing the police officer. A few more were pictures from previoussissy weekend photo sessions. The last three shots were the scariest ofthem all. They were simply pictures of me as a man. It wouldn't. Pinned to the walls was life-size full-body photographs of Mila andaround the dressing table were a number of portraits. The picturesreflected her dressed in different styles: casually, formally, indaywear and in cocktail attire.Steven closed the door behind them and took a seat next to the dressingtable."Ok Mila let's see what we have to work with," he said.Miles started to undress, he knew what Steven wanted."From now on you will answer only to Mila, you will think of yourselfonly as Mila.