I'm about to taste your cunt... savor your juices on my tongue, as I lick and nibble, sliding my tongue up and down your wet slit. I lick and suck at ...our little hard nub, feeling it swell with pleasure. Slipping two fingers into your love channel, your hips are moving now in sync with my finger fucking you.You beg, "Please darling let me taste you too..."I pull myself away from your scrumptious playground and turn around. My balls and cock are dangling over your face now and you lick your lips. I offered to help. While I searched inside the bag kept down near her legs she searched inside the bag on her lap. I took the opportunity to feel her legs. I could feel it on the back of my arms above her churidar pants. It was a very light material and I got turned on. We dint find it but I wanted to keep searching. She asked the auto guy to turn back to the supermarket. I was happy we were going to get some more time. She was getting worried as the bills were of some major use to her. She was. Why couldn't God have placed me in awoman's body with curves and smooth silky skin?I guess because I'm stuck with this stupid penis, I might as well makeis as enjoyable for Jackie as possible. Mother looked around my room andnoticed some of my panties on the floor. "You're to put your soileddelicates in your clothes hamper, Jamie. You know better than to putdirty panties on the floor."I rose quickly from my vanity and placed the panties appropriately inthe hamper. Mother walked in and opened my. She did not even glance in Mike's direction.Once I stepped out of the shower, I noticed a full-length mirror in thelocker-room. I could not help but examine my own reflection. From what Ihad already seen of my own body, I suspected I would be cute. But, what Isaw in the mirror...Damn.The girl in the mirror did not look like a model. Her face lacked thechiseled perfection that you see in Sports Illustrated or in theVictoria's Secret show. But, wow. Guys would stare. Hell, I was staring.She was.