One... uh one... there she blows!" Chris stepped back. "You missed it Mom, although he sure didn't cum very much."Heather shook her head and said, "Ch...is honey, most guys don't make it by the gallon like you do." After moving the cleaning supplies back into place she said, "I guess we better get out of here." She was about to open the closet door when she heard feminine voices. Heather slowly cracked open the door and peeked into the locker room. The cheerleaders had finished their. The bus driver ignored them.A moment later they pulled into the Burger King parking lot.Peggy woke up. "What's happening?"Denise told her, keeping her voice as cold as possible."Shit!" Peggy said. She grabbed her shorts and slipped them on. Then she hooked her halter cups back over her tits.Kids were piling out of the bus, resembling a pack of half-naked savages. Denise dreaded joining them. She envisioned a half-dozen boys surrounding her at a table as she tried to eat a hamburger."Well,. He wasn't lying. His cock was easily 11" in length. It's a goodthing I'd spent the last few weeks practicing.I am proud to say that I swallowed him down whole. Master David laughedat this and called me a "Good sissy."He had me slowly bob up and down on his cock as he continued his story."I don't know all the details," he said. "but I know Nate makes a lot ofmoney turning dumb little sissies into playthings for some of the world'smost powerful men." You'll end up becoming a gorgeous woman, but. Most GI's hated all of this stuff, but the Italians were starving and desperate---they thought it was a feast. After about a six hour drive, I arrived in this little village and had to find the local padre. It seems that the padre had been killed by the Nazi's. The Red Cross was now administrating the area. I had to find Darla Davidson, she was in charge of relief to the residents. My arrival was the event that the locals were awaiting and needed desperately. I met Darla Davidson. She was in.