It reached my tongue, and the salt of my own self blossomed in my mouth, moments later followed by what I hoped was the taste of Tante Belle. The ...ead of it was large in my mouth, way larger than I expected. I imagined I was Rachel, and had finally consented to giving me a blowjob. I pushed it towards the back of my throat. My tongue extended along the bottom of its length, and it touched the back of my throat. I gagged. My dick was so hard and throbbing, that precum hung from it in. .." He shrugged back. "But I don't top. I guess that's where I'm confused." You're still not topping me. You're doing what I tell you to. I suppose technically you could say I was topping you from the bottom, but as long as the BDSM police don't find out we should be okay. It's all negotiated, and if you don't feel comfortable, it's no big." A long pause. "But I'd really like to do that scene, and I want to do it with you, and I trust you not to take it to far." Because you could always kill me. Jack was stretching when Kit came over. "Keep an eye on the guy in red; I heard he likes to elbow competitors to get by." I don't care about winning," Jack said, "I've decided I'm going to accept the scholarship to the local college and stay close to you." Listen, Mister!" Kit burst out with force. "I appreciate you want to stay near me, but don't you ever fucking tell me you don't care if you win or not! I wouldn't be alive today if I gave up on myself! I believe in you, and you better fucking. “Did you want to be with a futa?”“Yes!” She fluttered her tongue across my pussy lips. “Mmm, your cream tastes as good as your cum. It’s sweet.”“I know that,” I moaned. “But ... do you have a futanari fetish?”“A few months ago, I watched Futaba’s porno. You know, the first futa that appeared in Japan.”“Her name is Futaba?” I asked.“It’s a common name,” my friend muttered.“Still?”“Watching her, even with her cock blurred, it was hot watching girls suck and fuck her. She just turned eighteen and.