That's why he has that electrolysis rig down there in hisplayroom. That's why he learned how to use it so well.So, here I am. I'm once again strapped ...o that exam table and onceagain under his hands. We both get off on this. Long before thehormones started kicking in and long before I go under the knife for myboob job (oh boy! BIG titties for me!) - long before any of that - I'vebegun transforming into the pussy boy we both want me to be. I'mmodifying my body by having the hairs permanently. Lolas story is most certainly not romantic, but I hope it is perceived as very honest. There is not a real Lola, but I remember a girl in my neighborhood when I was a kid, who was known as the neighborhood slut at the age of twelve. There were lots of stories about her exploits, none of them pretty, so I had her a little bit in mind when I wrote this story. I have no idea what the girl in my neighborhood was like or how she lived, or what led her to do what she did, and I really dont know if. She dared defiance. Now she begged ... Hah!"I'll suck your cock! You can fuck me all night!"The old boy raised his hand..."I'm a good fuck! A great fuck! Please!"The hand came down and the dogs were released and pounced towards the prostrate Westerner. Although they snarled and paraded at each other it was clear that one of the dogs had given way and made no real attempt to hinder the leader as it moved to claim its human prize."Ahhh! Nooo!" Hilary shrieked as the beast began to lick his long. She groaned quietly. I knelt down and ran my tongue down her crack and over her pussy lips, finding her clit, and twirling the tip of my tongue over it madly. She inhaled deeply, and spread her legs wider. Sensing that I was reading her body language correctly, I spread her ass cheeks and tongued around her hole in a circular motion. She jumped a little at first, but she settled in quickly, and bent over a little further so I could get to her pussy. I was more than happy to oblige, and my.