I preferred a more gentle, leisurely, self stimulation. He oiled it carefully with the KY gel I kept in the drawer, and gently slid it into me. It was...a tight fit, but luckily I had been well stretched already that afternoon. It filled me so tightly, I hardly dared move a muscle. I had been well and truly fucked with this once before by my darling Alison, and I knew what it could do to me. Uncle laughed at my look of apprehension. “You can give us a little show in a few moments, Princess,” he. I was wondering if--if you'd like to hang around a little and watch the parade. Maybe go to MacDonalds later."I shook my bonnet. "I can't go any store like this!" Why not? You look just like a little Marilyn Monroe, not a fag fairy." Marilyn Manson??" No, Monroe; someone I saw on TV once. Come-on, it'd be fun!" Naw..." My treat?" Your treat??" I blurted before it dawned my smirk. "Shit, Craig, I'm no girl!" I know, but since you're already all dressed up like one--and it wasn't your fault--why. I could feel my self growing wetter and wetter. I did fantasize about her, after all she was stunning with her glowing golden skin and black silk hair, but she was my roommate and I had started to think of her as a sisterly figure."Amanda! What are-" Shh.." She cut me off and walked towards me as she removed her bra. Her breasts were perfectly plump D-cups and I began to feel a little jealous since mine were only B-cups. She grabbed my thighs as she leaned in to kiss my neck. I couldn't help. ?You know what you are. You are a Persian bitch. Say it,? Sayed shouted.?I am a Persian bitch,? Farah meekly said.Sayed laughed.?Say it again..slave,? Sayed intent on humiliating her.?I am a Persian bitch,? Farah meekly responded for the second time.Sayed made her say it?..for about 20 times.Farah started looking and feeling low.As Farah still knelt before him, he pulled down his zipper and strokes his cock out.?I want you to give me a good blowjob. Got that slave,? Sayed cruelly grabbing her.