I really liked a few of them, especially the cute ones. Others treated me like shit. Some would call me names such as sissy, girly and faggot. Others ...ould even slap me or pinch my nipples. That was what my life became. A sex toy for others and Alex only used me to get money. I never liked him or trusted him after he raped me. I only stayed there because of the small boys and I had a place to eat and sleep.One day, I was loitering around wearing pink top and pink shorts. I was just after being. Again.”I started to speak again “I l...” she, again, stopped me.“I'm sorry if I made things difficult for you... I just wanted to feel you hold me so badly...” and, with teary eyes, whispered “I'm so sorry.”There was another long pause before I broke the silence. I looked into her eyes and said “I Love you, too... ever since I was thirteen and I saw you in that mirror.” Wiping a tear from her cheek I pulled her into another kiss. It was slow, and tender, and when it eventually ended I looked. My son looked in amazement as I crashed and slapped them around, my big nipples hard as bullets.I opened them wide apart and placed them around the throbbing shaft of my son's cock. About 4 inches stuck out from above my tits as I closed them together, engulfing his huge hard prick between my pendulous melons.Slowly I began to move my breasts up and down the thick pole."Look at that baby, look at mommy using her big tits to fuck your monster cock." I said as I banged my jugs hard down the. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Meet me outside the theater."He then got up and walked outside, confident she would follow.Kandy didn't know what to do, but she was dying to cum, and she wanted it from Mitch."Baby, I've got to go to the bathroom," she whispered to John before easing out of the theater.She saw Mitch standing by the restrooms and went directly to him.He grabbed her hand and pulled her into the men's room.Before she could object, he said, "I've already checked and.