He laughs....hell yeaaa...all the time...my own young cock is rock hard and throbbing as I notice his bulge, why...you..ask...I say curious....ohh...w...ll...umm...he smirks..i was just thinking...I am horny...and I see you are too..grins and glances at my bulge...I figure we could just go ahead and stroke it...I mean no big deal right...we both do it anyway,,,,and we seen plenty of cocks before..you wouldnt mind, right? before I can answer he pulls it out and starts rubbing...i stare a bit. Don't resist, just be a good pig and let me make it easyfor you to keep your word. Let me make it easy for you to swallow all thismess. I promise you that once I have all my equipment in place, the decisionto swallow will be out of your hands and you can just accept your fate. Okpig?? Her voice was soothing and sincere. She was genuinely trying to makeit easy for me. While I made her sick, she also cared for me, as a pig, asa toy, as something she owns, like a piece of property. I sobbed a. As her mother stepped away, she stepped forward, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me far more deeply than she would as simply a friend. It wasn't entirely intentional, but my hands slipped under her skirt just as they had for her mother, and she gasped into my mouth as she felt my hands squeezing the bare cheeks of her ass.When I broke the kiss, which Karen ended only reluctantly, Cheryl asked, "Can I get you a drink or a snack, Jake?"I accepted, and we went to the kitchen to get a. My hands moved to her firm tiny waist and lightly traced its strong curve down to her widening hips, the tips of my fingers lightly touching the mini-skirt chiffon. She shivered a little. My hands moved up again and traced the sides of her breasts and reached behind her back and lingered slowly down her back until I reached the slope of her rounded ass. She was so sexy I was almost hesitant to start. Finally I pulled her body into mine and I moved my head down. Stephanie tilted her head back.