I looked over at Paul sitting nearby. "Don't worry," Alyssa said, leaning close to me in an attempt to deflate my initial amger. "We have no secrets ...ere. Right, Paul?" "Well, there is one," said Paul, his smile never fading from his face. I briefly hated him. "Do you think he's ready to know?" she asked her brother. I looked even harder at Paul. Did he tell her about the weird fantasies I blurted out in moments of uncharacteristic confidence that I was confiding them to someone who was as. I can’t hope of real love. you did not know about my condition and still could not be faitfull. I will never lead a life were I cand marry a guy and have k**s. I might as well be a slut and have lots of fun. No one cares anyway. You don’t. You enjoy seeing me getting fucked and creamed by others. It makes you hard. I think we’re just perfect for eatch other in the end. I like cock, you do too. I like to get creamed and you like to lick it. Don’t tell me otherwise. I saw. You licked me twice. I. It was a bit salty but I liked it so I kept licking it. Then he pulled his foreskin down and told me to take his glans and suck it. I did as he said and started sucking his glans. It was pink and moist and tasted good.He then told me to stand up and remove my clothes while he stood there and watched. I saw him and for the first time realised how very fair and cute he was. He then lifted me up and put me on bed and told me to suck his nipples while he played with my little asshole. After some. ” I was too tired to argue. Naked and the dildo still in my ass. I fell asleep on the floor. Before I did doze off I heard him on his cell request 2 plane tickets for the next day.I didn’t sleep very well at all. When I came too he was already up and showered. He was dressing and saw me stir. He asked, “How is my little crack whore this morning”. “Mark please stop.” He reached down and brought his hand up and smacked my ass. ohhhh that hurt. I shut up. I asked if I could take a shower, He.