He had heard stories. Of womenhaving to pay the fare with their bodies. Though it was terrible it stillturned him on a bit but right now, with him in ...he role of the woman, hewas hoping that they were just stories and more importantly he wished thatTrev had never heard of them.So while the prospect of coming home and free from the confines of thiscloth prison and putting an end to this horrible night was a welcome one,the idea of having to pay the driver on arrival was a shadow that. I began feeling on his wet imprint as he began to get harder. I decided it was the moment of truth... the first dick in my mouth ever! I pulled his jock strap off and his meat tumbled out and laid off to his right side semi-hard. I grabbed it and put my mouth on it.. I sucked and pulled back like I had seen girls do to mine. A large amount of juice shot into my mouth. I asked him, "Did you cum?" and he told me it was just precum. I liked the way it tasted it was salty and gooey. I began sucking. The whole idea of it is to hookup and the more someone knows about you the better. And then when you message someone, trying putting a little more effort than “Hey." If it goes well, I will be sucking your cock, or letting your fuck my arse in the next thirty minutes, how about a little more than “Hey." So I updated my profile, added some new photos (I’ve put on a little bit of weight since the Covid started so wanted up to date pics).Profile updated, I made a couple of phone calls then ducked. The only person who has ever seen my breasts since they began to come in was the female doctor at the center who gave me a brief physical when I was first brought there to make sure I was healthy and that I had not been abused.I will admit there are times, like when I’m lying in bed at night in the dark, that the idea of being seen naked by a boy, or better yet, touched by a boy, has really made my pulse race. But I haven’t had time for those kinds of thoughts in months; not since my parents.