Reminiscing about, how I arrived at the thought of loving cock, let alone being a cock hungry fag.Mind you I still like the odd female romp but my urg... is for the almighty cock.It all began years ago for me.The seeds of my faggot-like tendencies were sewn many, many years ago. From playing innocent games“Doctors and nurses” as a kid. I would always want to operate on the boy's cocks.This is probably why at school I developed stage fright in the public toilets. I would only pee in the cubicles. ”I slipped his member into my Throat and worked at it like a sportsman at the height of his game. God it felt so good to please him, to satisfy him. When it finally came to and end he was making short thrusts into my mouth and the partition flexed noisily. His ejaculation was immense. I was flooded and struggled. I gulped it quickly but much of it escaped my lips and down my chin. I looked into the camera lens at this moment knowing it was capturing the profound lust of a man swallowing another. " She gestured to a nail that was a little further down on thearchway, a nail that had not been there before. "Climb on the stepstool,put the cuff chain over the nail, and then kick the stepstool away."Barbie did so, although she really didn't want to. Barbie now dangledhelpless, just like Denise, with her hands over her head, naked, withDenise about 5 feet away, too far to touch."Don't worry," said Denise. "You won't be there forever. But for now,just ravage me with your eyes. Think about. Directions were forthcoming, but I also provided a carton of milk from my own cooler to get breakfast off to an early start being as it is such a key meal for the day. This would allow Marnie a little extra time to sort her family out before having to sally forth into her new neighbourhood. It also allowed me to finish off my breakfast before she would have to take me up on my offer to personally show her the local shops and attractions she would need to familiarise herself with as a single.