She started doing that fast and hard. Grinding her pussy into my mouth. The whole time screaming, "I'm fucking your face. I'm fucking your face," over...and over. "Straight girl Kelly's got a mouth full of pussy," she said as she ground. "Straight girl Kelly is my personal cunt sucking bitch. Come on, bitch, make me cum all over your pretty straight face," she said. I was crying and sucking as hard as I could, trying to get her to cum as fast as I could."Yeah, slut, I'm going to cum," she. " Don't be, Paul, it's ok with me. You can look, if you want. And while we are only the two of us here, you can call me Helen, all right?" I don't even remember if I answered that, but I was floating on air as I walked down to my bike, and I hardly slept that night.Tuesday started hot and sunny, and even my light shorts and a T-shirt felt warm on the ride to work. But nothing compared to the heat Mrs. Jones, ahh, Helen, generated in me, when she turned up, all dressed in white. A thin, white. Grace’s half? What did that mean? ‘Don’t worry about it Sam,’ he reiterated. ‘We have enough money for this sort of stuff.’ Actually they had enough money for all sorts of stuff, Nicholas had put most of his movie money into the stock market and had gotten really lucky with a couple of trades. That cellulose-based plastic cup company had won a contract with Burger King and he’d made thirty-seven thousand dollars on it alone, and he still owned some shares in it. ‘You have enough money. Lisa had already dressed more appropriate for a 17 yearsold and with the makeup she looked very convincing. They smiled as Thea, nowLisa, saw what they had put out for her. It was one of Lisa's old Sunday dresswith both petticoats and ruffles. Lisa had out grown it several years ago andit had been stored in the attic ever since. When they had dressed her they both fell on the bed laughing. Thea lookedat herself in the mirror. She became pale as she was a kid looking back ather. She couldn't be.