And it's bad enough, them treating me like a stained-glass Sam. I tease Fredbag, and I get nothing. He'll just smile and agree. And maybe it's that th...t's worst of all. That even Freddie, even Freddie feels sorry for me. I need to insult him. I need Carly to touch me without thinking. I need Spencer to treat me like his little s!ster. Then maybe things could get better, maybe then they could go back to normal.But the way they keep treating me... it makes me feel worse, keeps me so aware of this. I fill my mouth with your penis, feeling your shaft sliding on my tongue and the tip pressing against the back of my mouth. Closing my eyes, I rhythmically start to slide my lips up and down your shaft. I try to take more and more of you each time, trying to take all of you in my mouth. I feel the softness of your skin with my lips, feeling your penis tip against my cheeks and feeling your tip pressing deep into my mouth each time. I taste the saltiness of your pre-cum each time I draw my lips. "No, I am not."She continued to gently rub my cock through my dress slacks while we talked. I allowed my hand to slowly slide up and down her silk covered legs. Each time it went further under her skirt until my hand discovered the tops of thigh high stockings and the warm silky flesh where they ended. She was not wearing pantyhose but thigh high nylons."You like?" she asked."Very much." Let's see how risky you really are." She then asked me to unzip and allow my prisoner some air. So with. ..think of it. In a few years time...they'd fall in love with me...and want me! We're no intae that shit, Al. Come on...they boys wid want me...and ya know me....I'd fucking let them...ah canna say no!" "Aye...ya right Mary doll. In all the years ave known ya...Mary Mcpeevie, has never said no....to no man. Aye and them boys wid do what ya say to...they'd want to fuck ya all day and all night. Aye, and they might be that gid, ya might not want me anymore. Hahahaha. Ok Mary doll...I'll tell.