”“I’m counting on it sweetie.”Straddling him, I guided his cock into me, sliding slowly down it. His hands clutched my tits, tweaking my nips ...nd holding me up as my hips began to rock back and forth. Christ! My clit rubbed on him with every movement of my hips—I came quickly. If he hadn’t been holding me, I’d have fallen forward. This time I drove myself into overwhelming bliss. Soon I felt his thigh muscles tense. He squeezed my nips hard and groaned as his cock pulsed, filling me with his. Apparently I was perfectly normal in every other way, and I had a pretty normal childhood. I wasn’t into sports much, but I did find out how much fun I could have with a bat. I was nine or ten years old when I went with Dad to a batting cage that had a computer controlled pitching machine. He set it to feed me the mixture of pitches that you’d get from a human pitcher, and gradually increased the speed. I’d just hold the bat up where the ball would hit it. I was too little to swing the bat very. Push({"serve": {}});“Yeah baby, let it go, let the hot piss flow, piss for me baby!”Encouraged like that, I released, and I could feel the hot piss rushing out of me, splattering against the ground. He was seriously stroking his cock, letting out grunts of pleasure as he watched the hot yellow liquid rushing out of me, I could feel that hot stream all over my twitching tight lips again, and I reached down, and started to play with myself, it was almost like second nature, first the. I got her address and turned up at 12.00 as planned, she opened the door but stayed behind it in fear of being seen, once inside i was ushered into the bathroom on the left and instructed i could change in there and to meet her in the bedroom straight ahead.I got changed into pvc basque ff nylons black satin knickers and 4" stilletoe boots for effect bright red lipstick and my black wig, once changed I proceeded to the bedroom where I was instructed, she was on the bed and a film was playing on.