"It's okay Tommy. I am a natural-born cocksucker. I love having a hard cock in my mouth. And if we are going to do this, there's something else you sh...uld probably know... I love dirty talk. That another of my little turn-ons... I love talking and getting talked to dirty." What do you mean getting talked to dirty?" You know being called names, being told how nasty and how much of a whore I am, how much I love a hard cock in my cunt or my asshole. that sort of thing. I like being degraded and. ”“That doesn’t make any sense!”“I know,” she said with a sigh, “unfortunately not all our questions have answers. But, what’s important is you are who you should be.”I mumbled, unable to find the words to reply.“Please, Delyria, sit,” Melandre said, motioning to one chair as she slowly sank into the other.“I know this isn’t easy,” she continued, “you have much to learn and explore, as I did. You’ll find your place in this world.”“Are we all women now?” I asked.Melandre’s lips curled into a. "Where are you going?"She climbed in my truck and threw her backpack on the floor behind us. When she sat down, her short black skirt slid high on her thighs. I couldn't help but notice how her tits strained the tight red turtleneck sweater, her nipples jutting out as she leaned back, obviously not wearing a bra and wondered where she got a wig of long red hair."Sure feels good to sit mah ass down,” she said, stretching out her long legs. She still had her sunglasses on. We hadn't moved yet and. But he was willing to chance it! Although the boy had clamped his ass tight in fear, he really didn't have much choice against the two determined men. John began sliding in, the hot asswalls well-greased by assjuice and Sam's cum. Using Sam's cum as a lubricant made John even more excited and he began his own full-length ramming.The boy was crying steadily. He had licked Sam clean, and now he was just begging them to let him go, but now it was John who was in a frenzy of lust. The only thing.