The smile on her face widened,i swear that little bitch could reed my mind. It was my own fucking fault,i know that only one person to blame,this horn... old bastard sitting getting teased the fuck out of right now.how fate can twist a situation. It started two years ago.Her dumb fucking mother went out for the night to the bingo and left me to look after her.Great night i thought. after about an hour of silence between us watching shitty T.V,she said she was going for a shower.I shrugged and. Disappointed andfrustrated, we are still in the wrong body.We also get that "What's wrong with you?" "discussion" that is really aspeech, resulting in being coerced into playing football and learning howto fight because dad wants to "make a man" out of us or mom makes uslearn how to cook, sew, clean house and other feminine things so we willbecome good housewives. Sometimes trying to fit in, we do it toourselves, usually without success. But that doesn't mean we can fightour way out of a. Her glassy eyes would plead at me, whether to stop or continue I was never sure, that was part of her draw. Her Dom came to inspect her a week before the wedding and she performed beautifully. Eyes down cast, lip quivering, and when he tightened her dollar to the last buckle she merely slowly her breathe to accommodate him. Before he left the Dom lifted her chin, turning her face side to side, before looking her in the eyes. “Your father’s been merciless in his training of you. But you don’t. The feeling of him licking and fingering me is indescribable. I couldnt reach his cock so I used my hands to massage his head and neck as he ate me out, my fingernails gently scratched at him, I could tell it was giving him goose bumps. My legs tightened around his head as I came, I came almost violently on his face. The orgasm was intensified when he continued to keep his lips planted on my clit and his fingers in my cunt. It seemed to last for a long time, it was wild until I couldnt take it.