They would finish each other's sentences. They liked the same movies and types of food. Life was perfect.Terry would stay awake sometimes at night, wa...ching Jessica sleep. She looked angelic as she lay with her hair gently draping over her face. Occasionally, she would mummer things that, most of the time, he could not understand. She always seemed to be smiling when she was talking to herself. He could make out the name, Jason, and a lot of giggling. Terry never worried about it too much. His. Remember where this child was raised the first six years of his life; in a trailer shack park by a dump then the dump itself.Disneyland would seem like heaven. That doesn't even factor in the kind of gender-role reinforcement Sasha's had from the thrill and flattery of winning pageants and parties and such. Wearing a dress and pretending to be a girl would seem a tiny price for such happiness."Jackson snickered, "Sure sounds like brainwashing!" Or enlightenment." Aw, com'on!" Would you doubt. He gets on top of her, and with one good push, thrusts into her. Both of them moan, and I do too at the sight. He starts to fuck her slowly at first, then harder.‘Oh yes fuck her hard’ I say being so turn on, I cant help myself.When they hear me, they start to fuck even harder. She is gasping on each thrust. He is fucking her so hard, the whole couch is sliding forward. I am jerking off so hard I am about to cum, when he pushes in, moans loudly, and I see his balls tighten up. She holds him. I can still hear you giggling in the corner, I yell what do you find so funny now young lady and you giggle and tell me that you are thinking about what you said! Your hard cock headmaster and you burst out laughing I run over to the corner grab you by the arm and pull you round to face me you drop the books you are holding and your hand comes to rest flat on my massive hard cock straining in my trousers and you give me a little squeeze and smile.I drag you over to my desk I sit down pulling.