The cucumber wasnt as long as Mr. Miller but it was thicker and I felt my cunt stretching as I tried to work it in. I only got about an inch in as Mr....Miller sat staring down at me then I stopped. He stood up angry. Did I say to stop slut!? He leaned down and slapped my tits. I want you to fuck that like it was my cock, all the way. I whimpered. Its too big, it hurts. He slapped my face hard, then pinched my erect tender nipples and slapped them. Ill show you hurt cunt. Then he reached down and. We decided, after some thought, that we wanted to travel. We had more money than we knew what to do with so we put off Jen's further education, bought a camper and took off to see the country. I think, over the next six months we hit every state and most if not all National Parks. We stopped in Reno and using Jen's new birth certificate, we got married in a small Chapel across from the Court House. We honeymooned at Lake Tahoe. We rented an apartment for two months to establish residency. While. Brice did three sets, each time Lola critiqued his performance and toldhim how he could work around the spots and make himself look morefeminine yet still keeping his bit of masculinity- he was working as adrag queen, not as a dancer. He took her instructions to heart and madethe changes, with Jennifer trying hard not to laugh each time he wentback out to get her critiques. It was great fun, and he learned that itwas harder than it looked trying to imitate what others were doing.The social. Finally I begged him to take it into his mouth and suck it. Smiling, he finally complied. It was pure heaven. I purred and held his head tight to my breast –needing his mouth on it so much. He suckled my breasts – one after the other and began moving his hand slowly down my stomach to my wet love box. His hand stopped at the top of my mound playing with the little hairs there – driving me insane with desire. I was making these little noises as the tension was building up. He moved his hand.