Whether it was inpart the drugs I had taken or just wholly something deep within me thatwas no longer repressed I neither knew or cared, what I did kn...w wasthat I loved what was happening to me. I loved being a male fantasy, awilling sex object. I wanted to be fucked and filled with men's creamycum. "Ooohhh Mr Pemberton you are so fucking big. Yeah ooohhh fuck medeeper, harder, pleazzzze" I moaned and pleaded as Ross Pembertonburied himself to the hilt in me. I was in ecstasy for he was not. Then she told me about her neighbor who got pregnant and left by her boyfriend. I felt bad for her and said that is wrong and if were there I would have never pregnate her at the first place and if she got I would have never left her. She caught that part and asked how you would not have pregnate her? I dug a hole for myself. She did not knew I was a bad boy and knew everything. I changed the topic so I wouldn’t be embarrassed. The she started giving me hints like turning over to my side and. I felt wracked with awkwardness for telling Robert how I felt about him and not getting much of a reaction from him. I felt deceitful for wanting to be with Robert while Michael had no clue there was another man in my life. Kind of. Sort of. I never got to sleep. By the time I got tired, it was already time for me to get into the shower, do my hair, put on my makeup, and get dressed to pick up Michael from the airport. By the time I got on the freeway, I felt it was mine to command, my car. She was pulling at the zipper in front of her shorts, pulling it slowly. When the bushy hairs of her cunt were revealed, David's eyes became huge with interest."That's... what are you gonna do?" he asked, licking his lips nervously. But he could not take his eyes from the thick beauty of her cunt hair. His cock was swelling inside his pants, bulging out. Joyce smiled as she saw his hard on and tugged her zipper all the way down.She shoved her shorts down her hips and thighs, leaving them on the.