"Yea?" he asks. "And what are doing while you think of me?" I'm laying on my bed, I'm pretty exhausted from earlier." I bet you are, hun. You had quit... a workout, didn't you?"Thinking about how best to answer, without sounding unfulfilled, she slides off the bed, and ventures into the bathroom at the end of the hall."Some parts of me didn't get as much attention as I would have hoped for..." she pauses. "Do you know what I want to do now?" I think I have an idea, babe." The sound of running. Suddenly Dana ran from the bathroom to her room and slammed the door screaming, “MOOOM! Michael just walked into the bathroom while I was in the shower! You little pervert!” Michael just sighed and went towards his room, knowing that was the only safe place in the world for him. He locked the door from the inside and got on his computer, drowning out the sound of his mother knocking furiously on the door with a shuffled iPod. The night passed with almost no incident besides. . Butthat was as far as it went. Until UncleTodd and hisfriends. Now they guyssometimes had Shawn kneel with his mouth open while theyhad spittingcontests. They filled the little boy's mouthwith spit slopandthen made himswallow it. They covered his pretty littleboy face withspituntil itglistened. Well that was better than when theycovered it withcum.Sometimes theygave him "facials" jerking off their dicksand letting themspit theirfuckslop all over Shawn's nose, mouth, eyes,hair and. Putting the shoes back on as quickly as I could, I stood up again andoggled myself in the mirror.I was incredible. The most beautiful pink, lacy belt adored my waist, mylegs were covered in white, little-girl-patterend stockings, and mystockinged feet were shod in gorgeous pink shoes. I was particularlyexcited by the pink straps joining my stockings to the belt.Rubbing my penis with my right hand, I rubbed the lacey belt and smoothstockings with my left. I swayed, moaned, uhhhh. I look like a.