With no bra under her ¼ t-shirt the form of her perfect breast showed through and her hardened nipples protruded out a good ½ inch. “GIRL” Liza ...pat out “I haven’t been a little girl for a long time Bob, I can do anything my mom can do” The sound of her voice was not that of young innocence but that of sexual seductress and that heavenly body was screaming out with passion egger to become transformed into woman. I was in a tremendous battle with my conscious, the morals I had always held dear. Submission. unconditional love and devotion.Complete. Her mind reeled with these words. Over and over again she repeatedthose words she heard from His lips. "Are you still there my pet?" She heard suddenly breaking her trainof thought. "Yes," was all she could muster up to say. "Yes what?" he demanded softly. "Yes, I am still here." She spoke quietly. The phone went dead. She looked at the receiver of the phone a littlein shock. Suddenly feeling more alone then she ever had. Her hands shook. She broke the kiss.“I want to try something.”She made me lie down on my back, and then sat down on me with her back to me. I started to realize what she wanted to try. She leaned back on her arms, her legs wide apart, and let my stiff prick ram upp her sphincter again. I thought I’d give her what she wants!“That feels good, doesn’t it? A thick cock up your anal like a good catholic girl. Your pussy exposed to the world, shaven and empty. Can you feel how empty it is, even though you feel so. Disha was a friend of mine but not like other girls. She used to smoke, drink, and so much more than that. I never liked Disha when we were kids.She was not so beautiful that is why I never paid much attention to her. But when puberty hit her. She was transformed into a girl of many boys dream in our area. I bet that many boys jerk thinking of her. It was the Sunday morning and we boys were playing cricket on the road. I was batting and my friend was bowling. He threw very fast delivery and I.