I acted as if I where still asleep. She said in a whisper I know you are awake. I didn't answer. She said I heard the toilet flush just before I came ...n here. She said my pussy is full of cum if you want to eat it. I whispered roll onto your back.she did and I moved in to eat her. Her panties where missing. She had a strong smell of sweat and cock on her. Her pussy wasvtotalled. I are her for a good hour. She fell asleep while I cleaned her. I didn't want to wake her so I laid down beside her. .. like this. I'm not accepted as Lou -- not even by me." He/she scuffed a sneaker on the gym floor. "Looking back, I think it's why I wanted to be a cheerleader -- I wanted to be one of the girls..." What's 'not gifted sexually' mean?" Becky asked. Lois held up her thumb and forefinger, measuring maybe three inches between them. Becky snorted, then controlled herself, "Oh, dear..." There's so much to it," Lois whispered. "Except for a little spot about this size," she held up her hands with. That was when I saw her. She was tall, at least six feet, and her height was further accentuated by the high-heeled shoes she wore. I have always been short, and she seemed to tower over me. She had a slim build, but very feminine. She had small, but obviously firm and perky breasts, a trim waist, and her hips gently swelled. This was all obvious to me, as she wore a short black velvet dress. The dress went down to her knees, but it was skin-tight, leaving almost nothing to the imagination, and. For the next couple of years, as I drifted in and out of several so-so physical relationships with other women, Phyllis’ fixation on being fucked and filled was always at the back of my mind. I even have to admit that the vision of her standing there in her humongous harnessed fake cock crept into more than one erotic dream. I could just never bring myself to call her up. Then, one night, I ran into Marty, an old childhood friend of mine, in a bar outside DC. Marty and I were friends from.