He wipes some up with his fingers and sniffs it."What a wanton little slut."I blush at the truth.He comes around to my face and wipes my juices on my ...pper lip so I can smell how much of a slut I am.He touches my chin and I obediently open my mouth and stick out my tongue.He enjoys my mouth till He is hard and ready.He moves back around behind me. My collar being clipped to the bench prevents me from seeing what he is about to do, but I suspect. Most men seem anxious to avail themselves of a. He followed me and watched as I changed. He smiled wickedly as I stripped, exposing my smoothly shaven body and small cock. It was very humiliating to put on stockings and garters and panties as he watched. A bra with fake breasts, a sheer blouse, short pleated skirt and heels. He looked me up and down and grinned. “Makeup and wig too, bitch” was all he said. “Yes Sir” I sighed, and quickly did my makeup, using bright red “please may I suck your cock” lipstick. Settling my wig on my head I. Sam was not interested in getting porked by the cycle cop, so she knocked on Marta’s door.Marta and Sam had been neighbors when Sam was a child, long before she entered Cal Poly at 16. Marta took the skinny 20-year old in to help the cook for a few hours a day. Right off Sam also got us hooked up with AOL (this was 1998) and opened a new world for Marta. Marta sent a recommendation to the Patron, who got a wire strung for the service as well as the farm’s first telephones. I was 18 that summer;. She was wet and I slid in easily.“Don’t hold back, fuck me hard,” she said.This wasn’t a position I was used to, so it took me a minute to find my rhythm. I found it hard to get as deep into her as I wanted. Sam was enjoying herself so I kept going. Her pussy was tight and wet. After a while, she sensed that I was struggling a bit.“Stop, I want you to take me from behind.” Sam got up and draped herself over the arm of the sofa, she stuck her bum out and I quickly mounted her. In this position,.