She went on the tell her in detail about the meal and how Frank had let her have a couple of sips of his really expensive white wine and how good it a...l tasted. She told her about tasting her first oysters and how Frank had made her actually chew them and how surprised she was that it actually tasted quite nice. The thing she liked most though, was the salted crab, but she thought it was extremely posh having eaten lobster, although decided that it wasn't as good as it was cracked up to be.Dawn. She told me that I would have to do exactly as shesaid, or that my daughter would see my panty stuffed mouth in a largescale, full color print. I was trapped.Sara wanted me, yet that night, to go to the drug store and purchase atube of pink lipstick and nail polish that match the color of herthong. I had to bring the thong to the store and show it to the youngsalesclerk so she could match the colors perfectly. Sara also told mealso to pick up a large bottle of Nair and some black eye liner.. Or it might have been the other way about, but either way, it was a reminder of my gender."I'm almost cumming!" Ritchie had failed to hear the drop in my timbre. "Oh! Fuck, Michelle! I'm going to cum!"Maybe it was my vigorous wanking technique, but this boy was about to blow. So to speak. It had been a relatively short time since we began and Ritchie wasn't for holding back. I enveloped his crimson dome with my mouth and sucked hard. Ritchie's short quick thrusts hitting the back of my throat.. After a few minutes of sucking she suddenly grabs me by the ankles and pushes my knees up to my chest, exposing my backside. I felt a smack on one of my butt checks followed by another and then another. “you’ve been a bad little boy haven’t you? you deserve a spanking” she says continuing the paddling until my cheeks were warmed and reddened by her smacks, once she felt I had been punished enough she began to suck on my balls and scrotum, her tongue flicking back and forth across them. Her.