She angled herself towards him, kneeling forward on the couch cushions as Billy leaned back and relaxed.She rubbed his dick firmly, gripped him at the...base and yanked slowly upwards and then down with hard pressure. His tip felt like it was burning, so much hot blood filled it with every upward tug. She smiled at Billy, licked her lips seductively; Billy had told her in the past how much he loved hearing her ticklish, feminine-but-husky voice over the phone, and he loved her pointy, pink. Bile rose in his throat when he thought about what he had become. He was not just her Slave but her human Toilet.Just a short time ago he had been curled up on the floor by her bed. He was awakened by her feet tapping on his body. She used her feet to urge him onto his back & as he looked up at her perched on the side of her bed she smiled down at him as she dug her toenails into his chest.He had tried not to start begging again. It always led to tears but as he watched her leave her bed &. The trouble this time was one hand was trapped between her thighs and rather wet. The other hand, the one that had been on her breast, had come out of her sweater when she leaned over to take me in her mouth, and was now trapped between our bodies. It turned out I didn't need either hand. She took me deep in her mouth just as I was ready to blow and started swallowing rapidly as I shot load after load of baby juice into her mouth and throat.When I stopped spurting, she let me fall out of her. She was trying to decide what to wear for this glittering pageant, and finally made her decision. She would wear nothing! As long as her father did not insist on her conforming once again to the norms of that society to which she had been so long a stranger and from which she had been exiled, she would grace the celebrations attired as she had been for the past year, in the fair, and by this time greatly beloved, garb of Mother Nature.Only when all the guests had departed would she finally and.