There I was holding a cock in my hand, a cock that for the first time in my life, wasn't my own. A cock to someone who looked more than twice my age, ...nd I was rock solid. I slid to my knees, unable to resist. I wanted this. My hand began to stroke his cock, feeling it harden and become more firm, heavier. "Open wide slut" as if they were the magic words my mouth fell open, watering instantly. I got no warning, nothing could have prepared me. He grabbed my head and rammed his cock into my. Christina is cute. She is. I see itthere. I see the opportunities. Christina is a blank slate to work with.The angel gave Christina enough background for me to work with.I opened my closet to inspect everything closer. Mostly t-shirts. Therewere some fitted v-necks. Those are promising. There was some blackshirts, and white button down shirts mostly for band concerts likely. Afew flannel shirts. There was some floral dresses at the way back. Thisessentially looked like the feminine version of. Toh abh main apni story oe ata hun mera naam varun hai main jammu ka rehna wala hun meri age 26 saal hai kahani koi 6 mahina pehla ki hai humare ghar ka sath hamare chacha ji ki ghar hai aur unke ghar main meri chahchi mera chachu unka beta aur unki bahu rehta hai rani jiski shadi abhi 8 mahina pehla hui hai toh abh main apko rani ka bare main batata hun rani ki hight 5fet 6 inch ka karib hogi aur uska rang kafi gora ha uski fig ki kya baat karun kisi ka bhi lund tanke kharda ho jaye unki fig. Karen stiffened, then shuddered, as she came at the sametime.When it subsided, she turned around and I kissed her breasts. Shesmiled contentedly and said, "You've mussed your makeup alittle. Don't worry, I'll fix it."Karen tried on her dress; it didn't look very good on her, so shedecided not to get it. I picked out some more skirts and tops andfinally chose another set. The skirt was black, much like theblue one, and I got a white cotton shirt to wear with it."We're finished in here," Karen.