"Well.." Manny remarked.I took that as invitation to finally caress my first cock. It felt like I was holding a sacred artifact. His slowly pulsating ...ick, with smooth uncut skin surrounding his head. My big head was spinning. "You can taste it if you like it that much," Manny whispered. I couldnt believe it. My first cock in my hands and now in my mouth. As I began to kiss the head, I carefully licked its entirety. His dick then became harder and harder the faster I bobbed up and down. It was. Another reason she felt dirty was, that when she really let herself go she relaxed completely, including her sphincter, so in the aftermath of good orgasms the sheets and our bodies were covered in shit. This was of course annoying, but to me at least, it was also a turn-on. Not because I like shit, but I liked the idea of using a slut so well, that she shits herself. I enjoyed rubbing her pert tits in her shit, wiping my hands in her hair, both on her head and the thick mat that covered her. I always wore a very low-cut dress for dinner dates with Roger ... it amused me how he drooled over my tits ... and this evening was no exception. Every so often during dinner I'd fondle and stroke the necklace, knowing full well it just made poor Roger think all the more about doing exactly that with my naked breasts. With ALL of me, let's face it.Any case he really was drooling that night – guess it was the combination of the necklace and my semi exposed breasts – and something about that,. I didn’t mean it.” Brina took Kia’s hand and said, “It’s okay, sweetie. I would tell you that you should apologize to your grandmother, not me, but Mom… Well, she’s not so easy to upset. I think you did mean it, in a way.” “No, Mom. I…” “Shh. It’s hard enough growing up. Growing up different from everyone else and hiding a secret is even harder.” “But…” “I forgive you. Your grandmother forgives you. No harm done.” Brina leaned in a little closer and smiled. “So, how was your date?” Kia.