It won't go into your throat until you decide, okay?"She starts to close her jaw, but the gelatinous pool in her mouth has become so enlarged by her o...n saliva that it starts to overflow from the corners of her mouth. "Hey! No spilling," I cajole her. Her eyes flick upwards to meet mine briefly before returning to the point of the probe. She slackens her jaw, allowing the pool of lubricant to ebb. From the corners of her mouth, two slimy trails trace across her jaw and down her neck to the. .. What'sthis boy done to you? Should- should we call the police? Is this why you'rewearing boy's clothes?" No boy's done anything to me," I whisper. "It- I- I, um, it's be easier ifI just came out and said it, the reason why I've been so stressed, sodepressed..." Go on," Grandma whispers."I..." I say, holding back a wave of nausea as I try to force the words out.What if grandma doesn't understand? Worse yet, what if she calls my parents?As the millions of worries flow through my brain,. I climbed off the bed and stood up, staring down at her nude body. " Come here," I said. She looked toward the door, wondering if she could make it before I caught her. " Don't even think about it. You're not getting out of this room until you have satisfied me." She stood up and walked in front of me, her hands trying to cover her breasts and cunt. " On your knees. Take my towel off." She looked up at me, my face a mask of lust as she pulls my towel off. My cock springing up, it is even bigger. There would be a tremendous battle and which he would win, and then he would threaten to kill my father unless I was released to him, and my father would finally consent to our marriage. I made up wild fantasies involving William and events of a sexual nature. I was chaste, of course, though once when he kissed me my hand pressed against his leg and I felt the bulge of his crotch. It had inflamed me, sending waves of terrible sensations through my body, especially between my legs. I grew wet.