”“That’s very normal,” I said, “and I promise to be gentle.”She nodded and followed me to my bed. I lifted the top sheet as she slid in, e...posing much of her shapely legs, and I followed, pulling the sheet up over us.We started out like many of our make out sessions, with passionate kissing and stroking each other, but we both knew this was different. Tran startled me by sitting up and stripping out of her nightgown, tossing it to the foot of the bed.I had seen her breasts before, and maybe it. It felt like days since she ate. She woke up groggy, becoming gradually aware of the dimly lit surroundings. She vaguely remembered the dream she was having; on knees bent backwards with Mommy straddling her little girl and rubbing sopping wet pussy lips over the eager eighteen-year-old mouth buried between muscular spread thighs. She was thirsty,and hungry but what Mommy wants comes first. Thinking of her dream and of how much she hoped Mommy was watching her good little slut, she stood up by. I was her insatiable plaything. I glanced down at my cunt and at the red teeth imprints marking it and my clit. They still throbbed painfully, reminding me of how I’d screamed when she’d bitten me. And begged her not to stop. “You belong to me, now. Is that clear?” She’d told me and I’d simply nodded, tears smearing my makeup as she kissed me tenderly, her smile my entire world.No, I wasn’t a lesbian, but lately I dreamed of pussy, not cock. Her pussy.She’d met me here, just giving me an. Her tooth, as if responding to the touch, twinged again, and Tabitha winced. ‘Owwww!’ she said, clutching her cheek. ‘Oooh, did I make your teethies hurt?’ Crystal said, pouting at Tabitha. ‘No, no, it was like that before,’ Tabitha said, waving the bimbo away. ‘It’s not your fault, any of this. I should’ve paid attention myself.’ ‘Wait, your teethies hurt already?’ Crystal said. ‘You should come with me! I, like, work at a dentist’s office! You can get it, like, all checked out and stuff!’ ‘I.