?I?mMissy,? said the second.The women talked about things that everyday women talked about. The newTaylor Swift album. The Elton John movie. A sale at...Macy?s. Trump.Felicity Huffman and her short-cut into Harvard. The Lobster Mac andCheese at Stamos?. The rising costs of health care. The upcoming GayPride parade.I sat alone. Amber had dropped me off, because she said she was justtoo busy to attend with me. Besides, she said, this way, I could talkabout my true urges toward becoming a woman. The. He placed his hands under my ass to lift me slightly and then he let his tongue trail the length of my slit. I moaned out “Rohit, you bastard you sisterfucking bastard what are you doing to me yesss eat my pussy!Shut up Pooja..Mrs Ali might hear you scream so loudly. What would she think?” Rohit kissed my pussy as I and said” Mrs Ali will know that my Rohit is giving the fucking of a lifetime and she is a hot woman herself. She must be starving for a fat cock like yours. I wonder if you can. Three new attendants, same protocol as she flips over, turns and twists during the inspection. Probed and manipulated, more pills, another shot in the ass that she dreads, yet finds herself somehow yearning for, she again slumps across the bed, the bedspread’s dampness not noticeable to her as her eyes remain partially open, the pupils spreading, glazing. The door shutting, the blinds still closed high up on the window, the room becomes dim as the dark walls seem to close in, sway in and out. She let out little ooohs and aaaahs as I went. Gathering up her hair above her head, I pushed it forward and commenced to nibbling the back of Jenny's neck.Remembering her teasing last time I decided to do some of my own. "Oh, Jenny! Don't you simply *adore* having your neck nibbled? Wouldn't you just *love* some juicy little smootchies here... and here... and here." I marked each spot on her neck with kiss, then ran my hands along the very tops of the freshly formed goosebumps to keep them.