”I loved that he was a talker because its so hard to find vocal guys now-a-days. At that point I decided to put in some extra effort in order to try... and make this a regular thing. I’d rather have one regular dude for as long as I can as opposed to hooking up all the time with random dudes and being the whore everyone thinks that I am. “Oh fuck,” he called out. “Bruh, I’m ‘bout to nut. Let me nut!”He tried to get me to stop sucking him but I kept going, deep throating him while rubbing on his. I was trying to hold Brenda to a different standard than I'd used for Bea. Mama wanted me to go with Brenda, and Dad wanted what Mama wanted. The only one who really didn't want me to be with Brenda was Mr. Connor. All right, Richard probably wouldn't like me being with her either, but, so what? Richard wasn't important to meIf I decided to go ahead and have sex with Brenda, that wouldn't automatically mean I had to quit asking her to change, or trying to help her change her attitudes. I would. “I know it’s nice of me, now when will you be here to suck my cock and eat my cum?” He didn’t have a way with words, but I did appreciate his blunt and rude manly mannerisms somewhere in the attic of my mind, and I did feel the tremble and escalated heartbeat that goes along with the territory of being talked to like a girl. That split second of contemplation is almost the biggest rush of it all. To look up at myself in my mirror, earrings, makeup, wig, silk and satin draping my body, my cock. " Tiffany and Clyda next paid a visit to Dee Dee, to see how the device they needed for the limousine was working. "This wasn't too hard to come up with," said Dee Dee. She handed Tiffany a small object that looked like a speaker from a car stereo. "Looks like the real thing, doesn't it? We've used this limousine company before, so we know what the interiors look like, and I've painted it to match them. There's some adhesive on the back of it, so it'll fit somewhere on the interior of the.