Now, with a healthier diet, it should be back to normal soon. I glanced at the pack and froze. There was a picture of a dog on the package. Panties fo... a bitch in heat.Blushing with embarrassment I let it drop back in the box. “Thank you, Sir,” I murmured and looked down on my feet.He laughed. “And don't try to fool me. I can smell if you are bleeding or not.”I nodded, tried to suppress a shudder.As usual he opened the trapdoor. As usual he led me down through the tunnel.Suddenly he slowed. Ericka told me that they gave me 100$ and i would let them do anything they want and if i struggled or said no i would have to go back out there and make her at least 75$ more i was so high my eyes were like marbles under my cheap makeup and i wasn't gonna be a bad sissy for her, she gently grabbed my head and said YOU MAKE MOMMY SO PROUD, YOUR DOING GREAT AND WHEN THEY COME BACK TO BRING US TO THE ROOM , I MUST SHOW HER HOW BAD I WANNA BE HER BITCH BOY and how if i play my cards right i might. My first life, my dad had been a union member. It occurred to me how ironic this situation was. My first dad had worked for the competition. He was a GM man. Life can be funny sometimes.My parents and Annette's new parents were very good friends. By the time we reached three months of age, I started to see Annette more and more. Annette's new dad was a cardiologist, though, so both sets of parents were in their early thirty's before we came along. It was odd not having any memory of them. I. “You have a beautiful pussy, really tight when we fuck, nice and firm and delicious to eat." She sits next to him and they face each other and kiss again and again. She moves a hand to feel his cock, which is still hanging out of his loosened pants. "If I can get this up again, maybe we can do even more," she says to him as she leans down to get her mouth to him. He leans back and slides his hips forward slightly to give her room. She's bent over slightly awkwardly and moves her hips back to.