Her perpetually grinning face is all I can ever see. She loves to lick me, to dribble and spit on me and watch her salvia sit on my face. She loves to...spend long hours with her tongue entrenched up my nose and feel my body shudder as she plays her odd games. She seldom spokes to me, while we spend hours locked in the dark each day. If I try to speak or make any noises other than moans in response to her probing she sinks her teeth into my pale flesh or pull at our nipples until I beg her to. The other guys ask for copies of the pictures as Alex presents his swollen knob to your mouth. A small voice tells you that you should stop them, but what harm does it do if they have some photos in their phone to remind themselves of you when they go back home? They don’t even know your real name! You aren’t thinking straight, you just want more thrills.Alex pulls out of your mouth and sprays cum over your face. You lick your lips as you see Danny now zooming in on your face. Stuart must be. Then he tried to twist around and exit the car without undoing his seat belt. In theory I was going to get him to stand up and perform a Field Sobriety Test, you know, touch your nose, walk in a straight line, that sort of thing. Forget it. Once he got the seat belt off, he fell out of the car. I barely caught him and kept him from smacking his head on the curb.By now half the people in the McDonalds were staring at us, and a couple of them were pointing cell phones at us. Meanwhile the. " Janet retrieved a large box andgave it to Blake. He opened it carefully and discovered inside a wig ofstyled long light brown hair that matched his exact coloring. "Withthis, and a little makeup we're sure that you'll be very pretty! Go tryit on."Blake went to the bathroom with Janet where she helped him on with thewig and told him some basic facts about styling it and caring for it.When he came out, the girls excitedly told Blake that he looked just asattractive as any of them. He just.