“Oh fuck yes,” she cried out, “Oh god that’s good, is that what you do to Mummy, l bet she loves it, but her cunt must be huge by now with all...those cocks she’s had, is that why you fuck her arsehole, is that nice and tight.”“Shut up,” he said, ramming into her time and again, seeing her wince with pain as he crashed down on her.“Do it again,” she goaded him, “just like you do with your whore mother, do you ram it up her bum like that, l bet she loves that, the dirty whore.”“Stop it…shut up,”. I went to my parents one night and was talking with them. My mom asked me if I had anything to say to them. My response was, 'Oh, you mean that I'm gay?' My dad asked me a few questions and that was it. He later walked me to my room, gave me a hug, and said, 'Sweetheart, no matter what, you'll always be my little girl.' 5 years later, my parents are both still not sure about me & my.......choices, and here we are!After I finally fessed up to the family that I'm their gay little gal The looks. With my heart racing, I walkedthrough the familiar neighborhood, thinking that anyone who would lookout of the window at this late hour would see a scandalously-dressedbimbo walking the streets, stepping gingerly on her impossibly highheels, holding her hands submissively in front of her, looking straightforward with her wide-opened eyes. Just imagining this picture made myshriveled in fear dickie swell in excitement and uncomfortably fill thechastity cage, making me moan and almost stumble. I. Well I guess I was conscious, but not in control, like I was in a trance. My whole being was alive with sensation, right from my toes to my head, and I just lay there feeling the waves going up and down my body."Here, you'd better get yourself cleaned up; we'll be in Alice Springs in about ten minutes. And I wouldn't be surprised if we don't pick up a few more miners for the last stint." This was the woman, and she was handing me a towel to wipe myself down with. In reality, what I really.