As I rubbed her feet I took her socks off. She had really cute feet. I kinda' knew they would be even though she had the thick blue socks on. As I too... her first sock off she giggled and said "what are you doing"? I told her "relax you said your feet hurt". Her feet were cute. Her toenails had a chipped/wore out red polish on them. They were cute, little, and very soft. After a short time of rubbing her feet, we were making out. This girl was young, and cute! At the time I was about 28, but I. . something. You pull back the curtain from the window and let the late morning light flood into the room. One advantage of this new world was that you had no job, or at least no job yet. You look around the small building that had become home as of two weeks ago. It wasn't much; a small kitchenette, a cozy couch in front of the fire, a comfortable enough bed, and a cellar extending halfway into the earth. It was humble, and didn't have electricity."Awaken light" You command. Immediately a warm. Don't you? You need the feel of that hard flesh in your mouth, the hot cum spurting from it and hitting the back of your throat. You love to taste the cum as it fills your mouth before you swallow every drop. You're nothing more than a cock-sucking sissy cum-slut!"My moans grew louder and louder at Ms. Callahan's accusations. I'd never been fucked like this, or sucked a cock before, but her ranting had a kernel of truth to it. She was describing the girl I had always fantasized about being--and. ”“Spencer.”“What?” he asked standing by her bed?“Could you stay for just a little while?”“Sure” he said tucking her in and then going to the other side of her bed and lying down. An hour later Spencer woke up to find Annie lying tightly against him with her head on his shoulder. He smiled, gently kissed the top of her head and went back to sleep. Spencer was an early riser, so he was surprised and concerned when he woke up and Annie was gone. When he went around the corner to use the bathroom.