Cum was all over my pussy and dripping down my legs. How could I ever go downstairs like this. I went to the shower just as the door opened again. W...o could this be? I was positive nine boys had come up and fucked me. But without thinking I fell to the floor and crawled to the middle of the room ready for who ever walked in the door. Maybe I had lost count and another hot stud needed servicing. The door opened and to my surprise Vincent walked in. What did he want? Did he want to fuck. Sure enough, not only was my doughy figure shownoff unflatteringly, but those unwanted male breasts were put ontodisplay, pink and given the size of oranges by how they were lifted. Ishuddered inwardly at the unmanly sight I made."Now," she said, "let's pretty up your face and fix your hair, Leslie."There was nothing I could say except, "Yes, dear."As I moved to the vanity table my chest mounds rippled, much to my shame.If only she would take me off that awful diet. I sat my pillow-bottom. He told me to accept him to push and it wouldnt hurt. He pulled out slightly until just the head was still inside then pushed deeper into me again. I started to sweat and felt a bead run down my crack to the top of my hole. It became easier as his cock became more sweaty and my ass got used to being fucked. He started to fuck me quicker and deeper and soon I found myself on a boner again. I started bucking against his hardness as his breath deepened. He pumped me harder and I panted dont make. .. the way I feel... the way I think. Shy. Reserved. Curious"I didn't say anything and time stretched on silently."Dee?" Yes?" Will you try it for me? Will you let Freddy put you under? Please?"I sighed. "I can't, Brenda. He'd find out. He'd know who I am. He'd know what I'm about to do. I know you want to save me, but you promised. That decision is made, and I'm not going to change it."She ruined our perfect position by raising her head and looking into my eyes. My God, she's got beautiful.