"Oh yesss.... talk... talk dirty... make me... cummmm..." Does your husband shag you like this, uh?" he panted hoarsely. She gurgled incoherently. "L...ke him to watch you getting fucked with his shirt on, wouldn't you?" She sobbed in the affirmative. "Dirty little cock-sucking whore... do it with anyone. won't you? Little boys, big hot niggers... dustmen, milkmen, paper-boys. Can't get enough cock can you??" Julia wailed at his recital, gasping each time he thrust his thick cock into her. The. " I do."The new kid gave her the address and a phone number, and then retreated alittle."I'll be there," Beth said.Beth had gotten permission from her parents, so Saturday, she made herway to the neighborhood where the new kid lived. The house looked likeall the other houses around it, right up to the point where Beth knockedon the door and the new kid let her in.Inside, it was a different matter. The house was clean enough, but therewas something in the atmosphere that almost choked Beth.It. It's okay." Well, here goes nothing as they say."Mom . . . I want to fuck your unbelievable ass." She gasped at the unexpected vulgarity of my request. Her mouth went agape as she clutched her nightie against her throat."Wh—What! Kevin, what are you saying?" She was truly a picture of shock."I'm sorry, mom. But that's what it will take to buy my silence. I've wanted to fuck—er, make love to your juicy ass for years now. I love you, but lust has made me the man you see before you now. I have to. They both laughed. I paid, and my new underwear set and dress werebagged. I thanked Sandra and walked along the counter. Ruth smiled and Inodded."Thank you so much," I told her. "This has meant a lot to me." You're most welcome."The whole experience had taken just under an hour. I felt great. Ruth hadbeen so accepting of who I was. I walked across the busy sales floor, andrealised I was making no attempt to hide. My head was held high. I madeeye contact. Most didn't care about my appearance. A.