She kissed the air in front of his lips,showing affection like an owner might give a pet, at the same time nottasting the same sexual fluids that he h...d just been given such agenerous serving of. He lay there in his soggy panties, trying tounderstand everything that had happened.In the days and weeks that followed, she developed his new persona untilit was not only the outer Coral, but began to take over the inner Corey.Her most effective method was to keep him dressed girly as much. Sam led his team downfield for a touchdown before the game ended. It was cool to watch my friend's brother (and my brother's friend) finally see real action in the NFL.When the game was over I asked Will, "Do you see or talk with Sam anymore?"Will answered, "Sure. Abby and I went out with Sam and his fiancée Emily a couple weeks ago. We keep in touch." That's cool." How about you and Zack?" Will asked. "Do the two of you talk?" Sure. I talked with Zack right after our team won the state. I do not help by getting out myvanity mirror and pretending to touch up my lipstick. We arrive at therestaurant where I have booked lunch. I walk slowly but confidently intothe restaurant, conscious that every eye has turned in my direction. Themaitre d' enjoys showing me to my table, carefully pulling out my chairand seating me before presenting the menu and asking if I require anaperitif, I decline with the most feminine smile that causes himembarrassment as he blushes. Everyone in the. I slipped to the floor, caressing his magnificent staff and licking all along the shaft like a peppermint stick. I took the huge head in my mouth and swirled my tongue around it, surprised to find that his precum tasted just like eggnog. "Sweet baby Jesus," Santa moaned, as I gently squeezed his furry ball sack. I threw off my robe and spread myself invitingly across the couch, eager to feel that monster cock inside me. "Santa," I said, "I've been such a good girl...can I have my present now?".