In a panic over losing so much of the very first precious load, losing his first ever sweet, loving deposit into me, I clamped my nether lips down ver... tight. Whew! There were still plenty of his hot juices to enjoy in me. I gazed lovingly into his eyes, grinned from ear to ear, and just kept whispering, “Thank you, thank you, THANK you!” I was his now, all his, and that thought made me happier than any in my whole life! “We should have done this before I flew 3,000 miles away,” I told him. . After breakfast, I head upstairs to change into a plain pair of jeansand a grey t-shirt. The stress this normally causes me is absent today,though, as these ugly boy's clothes do a good job of disguising thelace-trimmed girl's vest and panties I'm wearing underneath, and withinfifteen minutes of arriving at Harriet's house, my jeans and t-shirthave been exchanged for a loose, knee-length summer dress. After thegirls apply my make-up (which, as ever, they take great delight indoing), all traces. She scolded him for he was still dressed when he entered her bedroom. Tim quickly turned the tables on her as his training had taught him and snapped, "In the Jewish religion, thirteen is the age of man hood, now bitch although we are not Jewish, I am the man of this house and I will be given proper respect as befitting my position.! If you master chooses to walk around fully dressed you will smile and say nothing, however you my fuck slut will always have your cunt and tits available to my. He climbed between the front seats, told me to hold on, and pulled out onto the highway. The floor of the van was fitly, and I was getting grease and pieces of sawdust on my slut-wear. Great, I thought, I’ll be a dirty whore.There were no windows in the sides of the van, and I was busy trying not to fall on my face as he rushed through the streets, quickly taking curves left and right.After fifteen minutes or so bright light showed through the windshield and I saw a sign with those All-American.