It never had been. It was asickness. Two people not so much connecting as facilitating eachother's fetishes and fantasies. Objects to each other. Symb...ls.While Gerald would claim that this was all anyone ever had, and that"romance" should be listed as a psychological illness, Wendy could notbear to think that the world was such an empty place. She had to thinkthat love actually existed, and that somebody, somewhere wasexperiencing it. That people could be drawn to each other for healthyreasons,. She twirled on her 4 inch high heels and showed me how the shorts were cut away in the back, showing her ass cheeks and more. The heels made her arch her back and her ass just out. She started to talk to me like she was the teenager from hell, what a mouth. So this was her fantasy, to be a bratty teenager, since she could never crossdress when he was a real teenager. Okay, I could play along. So I told her shut her mouth before I shut it for her. How? How about I stuff something in it to quiet. It was like going after oil knowing it’s just below the surface. I pumped him harder and sucked and swirled my tongue harder. His cock grew harder and hotter than ever before. I wanted his white sperm laden seed in my mouth now. Dave let out a loud moan as he went rigid and he used his hands to hold my head in place. His cock exploded sending jet after jet of his salty cum to the back of my throat. Swallowing hard and fast, I didn’t want to lose a drop. Feeling each jet travel the length of his. You couldn't even see my little shriveled up penis! I sat at my vanityand began applying my makeup. Like always I used double thick mascaraamd eyeliner to show of eyes. I finished with plenty of rose coloredblush and deep red Revlon lipstick. It was now time to dress.Once again Lisa had picked out my outfit for the evening. On her bed wasa White Polyester chiffon type blouse. It felt so silky as my armsfilled out the sleeves, I buttoned the cuffs shut and Lisa buttoned thehigh neck closure. A.