At the time I startedgoing there, she already had 2. I was the third and last that she wouldtake for a while. As soon as Ginny stopped coming, there w...re just thetwo of us left, myself and the other baby, a girl named Taylor.As it turned out, I was the only boy there. Even Ms. Karen's own childrenwere girls. I am still not sure why she allowed me to stay there but shedid. As a boy, Momma found out later that for the most part, Ms. Karenignored me. Pretty much she just left me to myself without. Lots of sweet, hot come. "Let's get you out of these slacks. I'm afraid I'm getting them all wet," I whispered as I slid down his body, rubbing myself across that huge bulge until I was on my knees on the floor. My pussy had saturated his crotch, and I breathed in my own scent as my chin rested on the massive lump in his pants. My hands worked quickly, trembling, opening my present, my desert, my cock. I pulled them off in one pull...and nearly fainted with lust. His white cotton briefs. ” She paused as I slowed until a firm hand squeezed my rump to urge me back to full speed. “That cocktail party, you remember it, right?” She didn’t wait for confirmation. “I saw the way you two shared looks. Thought it was all in my head, but I recall you were the only one who found her quips so amusing.”My thoughts began to swirl, but Christ, Zoe’s pussy was impossibly snug, sheathed around my steel. Should I stop? Has this gone too far?Anna’s voice raised in pitch. Urgent. “Fuck her! I‘ve. I get bored just being the bottom when you like to do the giving and the taking.I was excited by listening to her words, and my dick got hard and visible through my pants. Jess noticed it.Jess: I thought you said you were just a bottom.Me: I got a little bit excited.Jess took my hand, placed it over her dick, and said, “You see, I’m excited too.”Me: I can see and feel that.We kept rubbing each other’s dicks.Jess: So, do you think you will be happy working for us?Me: Yes (with excitement). What.