I lick it up, taste their aroma.I smile for the camera. I giggle. I pout innocently."Fuck, I love your dick." I shiver.Breathing heavy, saliva drippin... down my chin forming a frothing puddleat the base of my lover's feet. Splashing against my stockings as itplops downwards.It's definitely for the camera. A spur of the moment decision to film afew of my sexual adventures.Voyeurism.Exhibitionism.It makes my sissy dick that little bit harder.I mean it though - I do love his dick. Tyler isn't my. After the fifteenth time it had become unbearable, and she had to finish it herself.And still her pussy ached from Heather's unrequited lust.She finally realized the true extent of the corruption at the school. She wanted to withdraw her daughter and home-school her for the remainder of her high school years, but she expected that Susan would never go for it. Susan was making friends again (the right friends this time), and ceased to be so self-centered. Debby did not want to risk spoiling her. Some even say that this here has become a horrible place to live. I’m a blogger that tries to clarify a few things and give the outside world an alternative picture to what they believe,” I said. Her expression became more understanding so I asked again, “Are you still interested in answering some questions?”She smiles. I guess she bought that shit about educating the public because she answered, “Yeah, of course. They definitely paint a bad picture about us.”"No, they don't," I thought, "it's. ”Ok, talk about a one-eighty.“Uh, you didn’t sound like you wanted to help a second ago.”“You’re committed. I’ll tell you about Elen, what I’ve seen her do, and what she did to me. If you want.”She eyed him some more, squinting one eye and scanning. Lying? Not lying? He had a great poker face, or maybe that was just his resting gargoyle face. Either way, unless Samantha pulled through and got her hands on that book, Triss was forced to crawl, when a little more info, a little help, could turn.