My role play mom explained that she’d known Wendy, my full time mom, for 20 years, I guess since we moved to the area. I wondered aloud why I’d ne...er met her before, and she grinned wickedly, reminding me that we had, but it was when I was a little girl. She’d babysat for me, of all people, a few times when mom had doctor’s appointments or other errands. I didn’t remember her, even with that to prompt me. When I was eight we moved into a bigger house a few miles away and she and my mom had kept. The sensation of her lips stretching well beyond the point she was accustomed to in order to accommodate any penis she’d ever taken in her mouth was a thrill to Katie. She imagined what that stretch would feel like when she put it to her other lips.She pushed the cock from the base up through her mashed tits and further into her mouth. Her jaw popped slightly, bringing a wince and whimper of discomfort as the fat head pressed her tongue against the floor of her mouth. Her eyes rolled back in. "Most whores' cunts are so worn out, I can only get off if I fuck them in the ass."I loved being fucked like a girl from the front, too. But from behind, he could be more aggressive and fuck me harder while our balls slapped together. That was how I wanted to be fucked by my trucker, at that moment, hard and aggressive like a stud. As a tranny hooker, I learned to imagine that every cock a man gave me he was giving it to me for my pleasure, so I learned to enjoy the moment with every client.. The students knew the tutoring sessions didn't matter, but as long as both parties played along with the rouse, everyone would stay happy. It was during one of these one-on-one sessions that things took an unexpected turn. (Again, this happened seven years ago, so understand that the dialogue is only approximate.) "So, Tyler. You're great at improv. The things you come up with are unique, and your timing especially is great." She paused for a second, and I could feel the "but" coming a mile.