Her chest flushed a deep red, a sure sign that she was building quickly toward orgasm. “Fuck me like that. God that’s so good!” I now abandoned ...arol’s breasts and moved my hand to her pussy. The shift in position had exposed her clit. I took it in the cleft of my two middle fingers and began a rapid circular motion. I wasn’t’ directly stimulating the organ, but rotating the surrounding skin and muscle. This put her over the edge. “Oh my God,” Carol cried out as the waves of pleasure washed. But beforeyou do . . " he said as he grabbed my face with one hand. "I wanna hear yousay that you are my bitch. Say it now. I wrapped my arms around hisshoulders and said, "Oooo Roger I am your bitch. I'm not a boy any more Iam your sissy whore. You are the man and I am your bitch. I want you tothrow your weak effeminate sissy on that bed like a big strong man and fuckmy brains out. **** my ass and show me who is boss, Roger. I want you tomake me your bitch." Roger looked surprised. All he. I lay there, then, on the gravel schoolyard, lookingup at Ross. He was a sturdy, well-built boy, but you could never callhim fat. There was something about his face, that although the merethought of it had come to terrify me, held a fascination for me. He wasextremely handsome, something that ensured that the girls always sidedwith him. My gaze was broken when he moved towards my prostrate body.As I lay there on my back, he slowly forced his foot down onto my righthand, crushing it against the. I moved one of my dress straps down to expose a breast. Putting some lube on my nipple I circled it with my finger. The sensation was amazing, tingling and warming. Unable to control myself, my hand snaked down towards my sopping wet pussy and I started circling my clit with my finger. I increased the speed as I watched them use vibrators on each other and I could tell that one of them was close to climaxing. Suddenly from deep inside my pussy there was an intense pulsing. I yelped. I had.