. I'm praying to you," Jean whimpered, wiping at her eyes with a facial tissue from her pocket, refusing to listen to the inner voice of her own bette... judgment. Anything... any price wasn't too great for this boy she loved... "Please... please help... ?"Maggie moistened her sensuous lips with the pink tip of her wet tongue. "And if I should, what do you offer in return, my dear?"An icy tingle of dread shivered upward along Jean's spine. There wasn't the slightest inkling of a doubt in her. The same scenario was acted out, the next couple of days, and I was getting impatient for a new element to be added. When I told Mom this, she said she was stalling on purpose, and asked me if I hadn't noticed that she was getting to suck me much longer, before I came. I had to admit she was right, but I was still unhappy. To make me happy, she said she would add something that very night, if I didn't ask what. I was a little disappointed when, at the end of the evening, when she had finished. Oh baby, it looks like our show got you really excited. She gives me a few strokes through my pants. It feels so good. Maybe she will suck my cock the way she did his. I picture her with his dick shoved down her throat, swallowing his cum. To my horror, I realize what's about to happen. I move her hand away and try to squeeze down but it's too late. I hear Marcus snicker as the spot spreads in the front of my pants. You really do have the touch, he tells her. I try to laugh it off but I'm. . does this feel like a dream to you? Why, I could kinda get upset thct you think of me as your dream friend." Sorry," I said, genuinely. "I didn't mean to upset you." Oh, don't you worry about that right now, Miss." He flashed his smile at me one more time before sucking air in through his teeth and scratching his chin. "Say, how about you and I go take a walk? How does that sound?" A walk?" Sure! Stretch those new legs of yours! What do you say?" Okay," I said. I was unsure, of course. I.