"Great Miley, just put his clothes that don't fit himanymore into the boxes that your old clothes where in. When that's donesweetie can you put them i...n my minivan, so I can drop them off on my wayto work, okay sweetie?" Sure, mommy I can do that, anything to help the little sissy look nicerhehehe."I give Miley a mean look, but she just smiles at me.Oh, I want to smack Miley hearing her calling me a sissy again. "Stopmoving your head Kelly. Miley stop teasing your brother, he has alwaysbeen more. As my cock slips easily into your wetness. My tongue moves deeply into your mouth as I enter you.’ She hung on every word, living it out as though he were there with her, touching her with his hands rather than his words. *** Alone in the flickering lights, she thought of him. Almost unconsciously, she raised a finger to brush against her parted lips. She smiled as it brought the feel of his kiss to her as she almost lost herself again in fantasy, but a movement past the window caught her eye.. She states with pressured speech, “lil’ one.” I run my crop up and down her thighs, lightly tapping her stomach. Then moving up, I use the tip to lift her left breast. I ask lil one if she is a pain slut or a pleasure slut.“Pleasure slut Sir, but I want to be able to be a pain slut because my Master desires one.”I raise the crop and send it down on her left breast. She inhales a quick breath. I move the crop to her right breast and lift it up with the tip.I ask her what she says to her Master. The stories I will write about her will be based on truth with some embellishment on my part based on the fact that for some reason, from the very beginning I was turned on by the thought of other men screwing her. This is my first attempt...so here it is.The nine inch dick.She stood at the door of his apartment wearing a brown cordoroy jumper type dress with a white blouse. It was three o'clock in the afternoon and she knew I wouldn't be expecting her home for three more hours. Before she left.