Fallon had managed to get a job at a coffee shop, she explained her condition to her employer, and he accepted it, and tested it out to see if she was...telling the truth. She resented him for it, but who wouldn’t be curious.Her coworkers quickly found out too, and she lived with it. Fine. Only problem was when Sean, her obnoxious coworker, decided to play games with her. She’d filed several complaints, but he couldn’t get fired, he was her boss’s son.***Sean handed her the steaming cups of. I sat in the car for about fifteen minutes, looking up at the second story apartment where Dylan said he lived, working up the courage to climb out and ring the bell. There was so much I wanted to do, wanted to try, but I had no idea what I was getting myself into. Would he show me what to do, or would he laugh when I stumbled?I'd just put my hand back on the key in the ignition when a knock on my window made me jump. Dylan stood in the darkness smiling in at me."Hope I didn't keep you waiting. I scream and kick and Mommy won't look at me. Why won't Mommylook at me? I scream and cry. I want Mommy now! I want juice! I want nicemush!After a long, long, long time, Mommy picks me up and gives me a bottlewith milk. I drink. I don't finish because it's not juice. I want juice! Igo and get some toys and play with them.Mommy comes. Mommy is dressed in go-away clothes.I see another big person. Mommy calls her Bree-ana. I'm scared of her.Mommy says something. I think Mommy is going to go away.. “Oh my god, slow down,” slow down, I begged.“Please, that’s the thanks we get for smoking you up? I don’t think so.”He redoubled his efforts, and I could feel his cock growing inside of me. And with a grunt, he started cumming up my ass. Finally he stopped, but I wasn’t off the hook. “Greg, I think it’s your turn. Show this ass what a pounding really is.”The white guy pulled out, and now it was time for the monster cock…Greg pulled me up into his lap, and rammed into me.And I thought the.