" Jungle Jane," the visitor corrected. "Jungle Girl is over on the west coast. She’s more your eco-warrior type, I’m more your crime fighter type....." Ah, sorry," said the Commissioner, "yes. Jungle Jane."She offered her hand to Chief O’Mara. "Hullo Chief," she said. "I’m going to enjoy helping out."O’Mara took her hand and shook it. Helping out, he thought to himself. Getting in the way more likely. And besides what good was a jungle girl here in the city? He took a close look at her. She was. , i love young white boy, you love my cock?''mumbling looking up d**gged and mouth droolingon her big fat black cock''ohhhhhhh yes thats sweet mouth , ohhh i love my gift baby i love your mouth like this''''ohh yes look at you , your making it all wet and sloppy''rubbing her wet cock all over my faceputting it back in ''omg your the best neighbor offering me your cute pink mouth like that''''i wanted a cute cock sucker like you , to pump all of my cum daily , im so horny all the time''''omg. He was also not gifted in any traits of considerable manliness, as he was short, petite, and not particularly endowed. Born an orphan and bullied his whole life for his girlish looks, Alexander was adopted in his adolescence into a progressive and caring household. During his high school years, Alexander made a discovery for himself that he rather enjoyed dressing like a woman, right down to the female underwear. Though this did not help with Alexander’s bullying experiences, it emboldened his. "I shook my head and maybe even shook her slightly, "that's not true at all. At first, I admit, there was a really strong physical attraction. But you are so much the woman I always wanted to find that I haven't wanted, or needed, to place any commands on you since almost the very start!" How can I know that?" She asked softly "You haven't known me long enough for anything you feel to be real. I certainly can't tell if you are commanding me or not." No, that's not it at all. What you don't.