You make money doing this ... how much?" Two thousand dollars a week. Sometimes more." Why do you work for your father on weekends?" Because he likes ...aving me around. I enjoy the time with him. He likes that I can figure in my head commissions in advance." You can, show me?" Give me the details of a transaction gorgeous!" A Dodge Journey, year 2009, with an MSRP of $35,000?" That's more than a new model 2009 would cost, more like $26,500 depending on bells and whistles. Dad's cost on that. I feel the tip of my hard dick enter her throat and she begins to gag. I pull back out of her throat and push forward again into her throat. I pull completely out of her mouth and ask"Do you like that slut? Do you want it harder?" Yes sir, I am your slut, I am here for your pleasure, do with me as you see fit"After hearing that there was no stopping me. I thrusted my entire cock into her mouth down her throat. I start to fuck her mouth, slamming my cock down in and out of her throat. I grab her. My childlike face and skinny body are incredibly deprived of hair,and my voice is still whiny like Mickey Mouse. And the worse part isthat, I seemed to have stopped growing because I am still the sameheight of 5"4 since three years ago. Recently, people started mistakingme for a girl. I guessed I could not blame them since I made the girl-look more convincing with my long hair, which had already grown pastbelow my shoulders.My plan is that I would dress up as a girl to walk down the streets. I grabbed her ankle. “Come back here,” I said, pulling her down beside me. Andy looked as guilty as a puppy caught pooping on the carpet. When Eve finally controlled her laughter, she was very nice to Andy, and signed the autograph she requested.“Who is she?” Eve asked. “Andrea Matthews,” I answered.“No. I mean, what is she to you?”Andy’s eyes were boring into me as I thought. It was a good question. What was Andy to me? She was my kitten, but I could hardly explain to someone that meant a.