"I'ma prissy little Princess." Amy gasped and giggled."Aww does my prissy little princess not like pain? Come on Princess whatis your name?"I sighed... she wasn't wrenching on my arm anymore but the damage was done. "I'm a prissy little Princess, and my name is Tiffany."After Sherri let me up it was kind of a sobering moment for all of us,then we sat Amy down and explained. Yes the Tiffany in the prom dresspicture Sherri had mentioned was me. When we were growing up our motherworked a lot to. Then on a bright and shiny Monday morning, numerous sails were sighted on the horizon. The bells in the city rang out thinking that they had been miraculously saved by the British fleet making swift time from the New York area.When it was discovered that the many sails were the advance column of the French fleet sent to assist Washington in a total surrender of the British army of the south, the morale collapsed to its lowest ebb and Cornwallis realized the extent of his failure. He was not the. The lass rose upon her knees and loweredherself down upon him, tenderly caressing him with her soft cheek,kissing its tip with passion.Gwendolyn heard him sob. "Why is it that you cry?" she asked, raising upfrom him."I know that I will wake from this and realize it was only a young man'sfanciful dream!" He wiped his tears with the back of his hand. "I...Idon't want to wake up!" he cried.She smiled, then crawled upward toward his face, gently drying his tearswith her long hair. "I am going. I began to get nervous and was running out of change to feed the machine so I asked him if he wanted to go out to my truck. He agreed and he followed me out. I had parked a few blocks away and we walked in silence to my truck and got in. It was fall and the windows were fogged over so no one could see in and he promptly dropped his pants and I resumed sucking his cock. He was rock hard and seemed to enjoy my attention to his member but about 20 minutes had passed and he hadn't cum. I asked him.