"And oh what a pretty slut she is", replied the woman excitedly, "what were you wanting to dress her in?" she asked.Deborah was still holding on to my...arm clawing into it now with her long red nails. I imagined if she could talk she would have told us both to go to hell, but instead she was reduced to a red-faced statue waiting to be told what she would be doing next."Well I was thinking of a nice slutty looking school girl outfit for her." But sir this is the teeny miss department and we don't. This woman had become fourteen again wearing a maroon blazer with white blouse outside her short grey pleated skirt and loosely knotted school tie. Her legs were bare, except for white knee high socks and black buckled shoes; her long blonde hair had been done in bunches topped off with a straw boater with a maroon ribbon around it. "Hello, Sir," she greeted. I was both bemused and aroused at her addressing me as 'Sir' in a very little girl voice. "Hello…" I coughed to deepen my voice, "Hello. "But you think you have me trapped, eh pig?" No... no, I don't. I never wanted you trapped, M'sieu'. I never wanted you at all. You made me what I am." Bitch!" Oui... in French. Exactly... in good old USofA, master." You are a big mouth! You talk too much and say too little," he snarled at her. "How would you like to join the ranks of my swill-pigs, sow?" I figure that's just about my next stop..." Exactly!" he exclaimed, watching as she continued the same body action and he could see her. As I lay on my back he props a total of four pillows against my head and back. I didn't understand why, this is during the first stages of our fuckship. He climbs on top of me to where his dick is in my face. He's on his knees right above my chest/neck. By now i get the picture, he was about to face fuck me. If you have read my other stories you know that jay's dick is slightly over 10 inches and fat, so fat only half of his dick could fit in my mouth. He puts his dick in my mouth, it slides.