He started fucking me and calling me a whore. After ten or fifteen thrusts my ass was far more pliable. I was totally open to him. He used my hole ...nd fucked my cunt really good. My hands left my own cock and gripped Master bro’s cock and balls in an effort to stifle his orgasm. It was to no avail. Master Bartholomew gasped deeply and then yelled “Lick my balls you little fag-boy slave! Suck my dick you fucking bitch!” I let go of his balls and tilted my head to make sure his cock shot. "No! (says Phœbe) you must not, my sweet girl, think to hide all these treasures from me, my sight must be feasted as well as my touch —— I must devour with my eyes this springing bosom, —— suffer me to kiss it —— I have not seen it enough —— let me kiss it once more —— what firm, smooth, white flesh is here —— how delicately shaped! ———— then this delicious down! Oh! let me view the small, dear, tender cleft! —— this is too much, I cannot bear it, I must, I must ———" Here she took my hand,. Never in a thousand years would he have imagined that dressing guys in her clothes was what turned Liza on. Yet here he was all alone in her uniform and hoping this was going to lead up to the taking of his virginity.Patrick began to get very worried. A long period of time had gone by and there was no sign of Liza. He stood up and peeked around the corner of the stack of mats. A clock on the wall said it all. He was there for almost two hours. Mustering up the courage, he stepped out from. But my parents had other ideas for me. My parents and my boyfriend's parents were very close and talk of us getting married and having k**s was part of their everyday conversations since we were both 5. I mentioned that I wanted to go away for college but my folks rejected that idea and said I could go to the local community college and start a family with Rex. It was around prom time that I was truly miserable. The dance was okay and my best friend won prom queen and we went out celebrating..