” She told me that Orion fucked her hard for over twenty minutes before he filled her pussy with his juice. He told her that he hadn’t cum since h... fucked her at the show and that he had produced a lot of cum and her pussy should now be full!He handed her a glass and told her to catch every drop of his cum as it oozed from her well-fucked pussy. He went to sit on a chair while she stood and collected his cum in the glass.“Steve, the glass was over half full!” Christy smiled.She told me that she. "So if I understand you correctly, in return for you keeping your mouth shut about yesterday in the garage, you want to make me your personal sex slave?" I questioned."Slave is such a harsh word. It's really a match made in heaven. You crave cock. I crave getting my cock serviced. We live next door and we have my shed as our own sexual oasis. Which part of that doesn't make perfect sense?"To be honest, it did make sense. Until yesterday, I had never felt any urges for a man's penis, but since. She turned on HBO The Notebook as on. We watched it for a while and got up and ate.She made a T-bone steak with corn and mashed potatoes. As we ate I looked into her big brown eyes and said “you have so beautiful eyes.” Thanks baby. She took her foot and ran it up my leg right to my cock. She said wait to you see what I have planned for after dinner. We finished eating and went back to watch TV. The Notebook was still on and she took her right hand and stated rubbing my cock. I looked at her. Could Itell anyone I wasn't this girl? Who would believe me? And even if by somemiracle someone believed me, what could they do? I somehow doubt anybodyknows how to do a soul transplant.For that matter, I wasn't sure where my real body was. If my soul was inher body, was she in mine? Or is my body in the morgue?I decided I was going to have to try and calm down. I tried to rememberwhat happened before the accident. It came in flashes - I was drivingalong, then I saw someone?I stop, there is a.