"She IS sixteen..." That's still a child," grandma says with an air of pompous arrogancethat screams 'don't you dare argue with me'- and naturally, ne...ther Mumnor dad are going to dare argue. "Do you think it's appropriate for aCHILD to walk around looking like a whore?" My dress shows off less skinthan yours, you old bag, I think to myself."Kayleigh-Ann," dad feebly mumbles. "Maybe- maybe you should goupstairs..." I'm going," I say, desperately trying to conceal the tired sigh in myvoice. Sure. A 70+ guy sat in my coupe and he was talking all the time. I chew gum and just nodded, since I do not have a very femminine voice. But at one point i started talking. The guy did not get I was a tranny, and started telling me about how he likes to sponsor student girls but I resisted. He seemed quite desperate so he started telling me it is his birthday and saying I should give him at least a peck kiss, which I reluctantly did. He was horny as fuck but I was saving my sexual energy for the. With some very creative tongue action in between she swapped from one testicle to the other and back again several times. I knew that I could not last long at this rate but could not bare the thought of asking her to stop. I mean this was one of my fantasies for oh so long and here it was happening live and in the flesh (or should I say to the flesh.) She must have sensed it to because she desisted from her former actions and planted one last big sloppy kiss on the end of my pecker, withdrew. Without opening her eyes, she began to announce her search, "It's far... farther than the trip we took yesterday." That is to close for Fort Wayne and Champagne-Urbana, which would have meant a shorter trip," Travis lamented."The distance is half-again more," Anya concluded opening her eyes."That's about nine hours, which puts us distance-wise in St. Louis, Missouri; home to the Budweiser Beer," Travis explained, "your sister does have good taste, after all."Anya got an evil little grin on her.