." She said, licking her pink, plump lips of semen. "You like that?" Damn, girl. I missed that mouth of yours." Did you? Well, I missed your big black... cock," She said, smiling. I couldn't help but smile back.Let's go back awhile, shall we? This one is an enigma of sorts because I had kind of a love/hate relationship with her. I first saw her on my college field trip with her best friend. Now, I only knew about five people on the trip. These two stuck out. They were the epitome of the word. As a boy she was entranced by the budding breasts of hergirl friends, and now she had a pair of her own.Tights were the next challenge and Dawn and Sylvia had to hand outseveral replacement pairs before everyone was attired in un-laddered,mid-tan hose. The white, girl's blouse with its peter-pan collar andshort, puffy sleeves wasn't that difficult to put on - once you got usedto the buttons being on the wrong side. Getting into a skirt felt odd,but, once on, didn't feel to bad and, secretly,. I spread her ass cheeks and jammed it to bottom. She groaned loudly.I fucked her hard and long as I pulled her hair and abused her tits. It was a good fuck, at least it was to me. Her not so much.Afterwards, I released her and dragged her to the shower. I made her get on her knees and clean my dick and balls good.I rinsed off. I stood in front of her.“Open your mouth,” I commanded as she looked up at me. “Don’t you close it for nothing or you will get another beating.”Her mouth opened and I. In the picture he was wearing a blondwig with bangs in the front and the hair on the sides at collar length,turned under at the ends. As he sat there he self-consciously touchedhis own hair, which had grown in and been dyed and styled in the samefashion."You'll love this," Ruth assured him. "It's a computer program thatlet's us morph your image, so you can see how attractive each of theadjustments we can have done will look. For instance..." She reacheddown and touched the side of the.