" That's wonderful! We can order Elliott his own uniform tomorrow, butit will be so much better for him to fit in from day one."I sat down and looked ...lumly at my orange juice. Two purple pills werenext to it. "How was your bath?" Mom asked."Terrible. I cut my legs to ribbons." Poor baby, I should have helped you! Let's see," Mom said. I lifted upmy pajama legs and showed her the carnage. "Oh, that's not so bad.They'll scarcely be noticeable under your stockings." Stockings?" Drink your orange. I wanted to feel her legs around my waist as I fucked her slowly. I wanted to hear her moans of ecstasy when an orgasm ravishes her body. I wanted to feel her tight throat stretch as I push my cock down it. When it came time to play Canasta, Becky and I played footsie under the table throughout the whole game. Then at one point, as before, Becky met me in the hallway when I came out of the bathroom. She quickly threw her arms around my neck and gave me a French kiss that I’ll never forget. My. “Yes,” Connor hissed. “Come for me, my beautiful fuck doll. Come hard again. Don’t hold back.”Connor was face fucking her so hard and deep; she could feel the thick strands of her warm saliva streaming down her face, dripping down to the floor. His sexy, erotic words triggered her second orgasm, which had her violently squirting her cum everywhere. Connor gasped and his legs went completely still as he kept his cock down her throat, his balls resting against her nose as he pumped his cum deep. John. Is there a possibility that he could go elsewhere?" It would be difficult for him, Andy. I was at a Fenestra conference about a year ago. I got the feeling that our competitors wouldn't touch him with a bargepole. They seemed to know about the tricks he plays." Not from you?" No. But someone has talked. They mentioned actual cases, so whoever it was had lots of information." Did you mention this to dad?" No." Why?" I remained quiet. Eventually Andy seemed to get the picture."I see. He.