I was a boy, only s*******n, coming out of adolescence and in my first relationship. Admittedly I selected this particular partner because of her repu...tation for promiscuity. It started with some hardcore making out and wandering hands, mostly mine. She had golden blonde hair and icy blue eyes. She was 5' 7'', roughly 115 pounds, C breasts. She let my hands wonder. Under the powder blue sweater she wore that October evening, around the lime green bra, unsnapping it as I pass and fondling her. With my mistress sat between my legs, she edged forward and her stocking clad thighs pushed my legs apart. She teased my tight balls expertly, running her fingers up and down, which caused me to moan in delight.She sneered at me, 'Pathetic! It's the smallest I've ever had.' She lifted my little flaccid cock as if it was an annoyance to her and then put her massive black one against it, 'This is a proper cock sissy. Even I love getting fucked by a proper cock.''Yes Mistress,' I said, my eyes. “I’ve got to get down to the rink in fifteen minutes.”“The rink?” she asks.“Yeah, the skating rink,” he says. “Me and my friends are skating today.”“Oh, sorry,” she says. “I ran into a friend and lost track of time.”“So you got the money?” he asks, brushing off her excuse.“Right here,” Patti answers, pulling out a thick white envelope.“Just find the spell you want and follow the instructions,” the boy says, pulling a book off the table next to the door. “It’s that simple.”She hands over the. Maryam just laughed as she welcomed my hands back onto her ass. It wasn’t much longer before my fingers rubbing the outside of her puckered ring made her bite her bottom lip. At the same time, another passenger put a mound of her breast into his mouth, and yes, it was a man. The passenger playing with her twat was an older, married man, whereas a younger guy had her other breast in hand. Now, of course, yet another person began kissing Maryam’s mouth and even her neck, this one being a thirty.