I have girl blue balls. It’s been weeks. And like I said, Justin wasn’t that great anyway.”“Wish I could help you out, but I probably can’t ...n that area!”“Well ... why not?”“What? Sarah, what do you mean, ‘why not’? What are you talking about?”“You. Me. Why don’t you fuck me?”“Dude! Shut the fuck up!”“Why, Randy? We’ve done it before.”“We have not! We never, ever fucked, Sarah!”“Close enough.”“Besides, you’re going way, way back. That’s ancient history for us. And we agreed we would never go. “Need a lift” a voice said. Sandra looked at the car. In the dark she couldn’t actual see who was speaking to her. It was cold and she was shivering. “Yes” she said “I would love a lift” and she opened the passenger side door. In the light now she could see a man. She got into the car. “So how much” he said, looking her up and down. Sandra knew what he meant. “How much do you want to pay” she said. “Well why don’t we go somewhere and I will see how much you are worth” he replied. He drove her. Six and seven inches felt even morecomfy. I felt naked without my sissy tail. It was also literallyimpossible for me to remember anything remotely resembling theinferiority complex driven, pseudo-macho bandit I had once been!Mistress Smokey began loaning me out to Miss Gina and Miss Elsa. Duringthe days I cleaned and scrubbed their homes until my polished nailswere mere nubs. I washed and ironed their laundry and prepared theirmeals. At night I spent most of my time on my knees either lapping. Mai to bauchaka rah gaya.Niche se sadi upar karke chut masal rahi thi aur yek hath se boobs daba rahi thi.Mai ajubaju dekha sab soye the hamare .Reservation hone se log bhi kam the.Mera to lund tan gaya.Subah ham utha to oo pahle hi uth chuki thi.Ham adha saft kar chuke the to dost nashta lene niche utaraa.Oo boliD.Bivi-nid hiMai-haD.Bivi-taakalif nhi hui naAj unke bolane ka tarika kuch alaag thaFir hamne naqashta kiya fir ayse hi din nikala batchit mai.Rat ko fir son eke vakt vo boli beta.