Don't talk that way," the girl protested but Ramsay had deduced during their earlier trysts that crude language seemed to arouse her."You know you wan...t it, don't you," he continued as he knelt on the fake bearskin rug and drew the girl down with him. "Your little cunt is hot and juicy and you can hardly wait to have his cock inside you can you?" Oh please... please Deacon Ramsay... it's a sin to say those things," but as she voiced her concern Julie on her own volition laid on her back, spread. My eyes had changed to a yellow green colour. Ms Beltrane tried tohand me a shirt, and saw me looking at my image."Can you pull yourself away for a moment?" she said and I didn't evenhear her, because I was mesmerised by the picture of the girl I saw. Irealised it was me, but I couldn't rationalise it yet.With a trembling high voice I asked, "Why did you turn me into a littlegirl?"I almost choked on the sentence; the voice was so high and innocentsounding. Ms Beltrane answered, "We didn't do. I pulled off her top and she had on a white bra, I discarded that very quickly and was busy sucking and licking her nipples, as she was moaning she was rubbing my hard cock through my shorts, I took my time in sucking her tits and kissing her neck and shoulders, as she was sighing she said "Please I'm gagging for it it's been years since I've had a man", and with that I put my hand on her knee and started to push it up her skirt.As I was doing this she was really moaning, I got my fingers onto. I beg him to touch me, to rub me and lick me. He chuckles softly and uses his fingers to rub harder. When I think I can't take any more, he slips a finger into my pussy, hard and fast. I am on the verge of orgasm, and he can tell. I'm moaning and begging for more, I want to feel him in me. Right as I feel myself let go and start to orgasm, he leans forward and starts licking my pussy, enjoying the hot taste of my orgasm. As soon as I feel his tongue on my I can feel another orgasm building,.