She said now for your hair and sat me down on the toilet and beganputting curlers in my hair, at this point I said are you dressing me upas a girl and...she laughed you figured it out huh?I said nothing too silly or humiliating I hope and she said ?of coursenot? after my hair was set in the curler she brought me out into thebedroom where I saw for the first time my costume on the bed it was alarge white bridle dress with all the trimmings. I looked at her andsaid you expect me to wear that and. And my deviant actions usually brought me much larger tips at the end of the night.My ever developing craft absolutely came in handy in the bedroom. I definitely got off learning all of my lovers depraved darkest fantasies; my desire was to act them out for them. This fed my polluted hunger for perversion. And I savored every moment of it! (I turned into such a little slut)! Two years passed and Tommy was now 4 years old, I accumulated an extensive bank account which enabled Tommy and me to. Her breasts were firm and round, and they shook slightly when she laughed. With an inward grin, I found myself trying to make her laugh, just to watch them move.The contrast between her lighter and darker areas of skin was incredibly alluring, and my eyes were drawn to the juncture of her thighs. Since she was sitting with her legs spread slightly, I could barely make out the fleshy lips of her pussy. For a maudlin moment, I wondered if I’d ever get near them again. I shook myself out of my. His whiskers rubbing the hard cold surface of his kitchen counter. His body wrapped around and thoroughly attached to a watermelon he was saving for the weekend. With a long moan, he pulled his hips backward, pushing himself upward in the process. Wiping the haze from his eyes he saw what he had wrought. His cock had pierced almost the whole length of the watermelon, using it like a slushy, watery, condom, its insides dripping with webs of his virile seed. Apparently, it wasn't enough to hold.