Und noch etwas war anders als fr?her: Meine Augenbrauen waren viel schm?ler und in Form eines Bogens. Das gab meinem jugendlichen Gesicht einen sehr ...m?dchenhaften Ausdruck. Die Haare konnte ich f?rben, aber die Brauen?Heute war Samstag, und Mom musste nicht arbeiten. So ging die Diskussion bei Fr?hst?ck weiter. Sie wollte mir meine Geschichte nicht glauben."Mom, es stimmt wirklich! Wer sollte mir denn die Kleider geben? Hast du nicht gesehen, dass sie perfekt passen?" Gestern war ich viel zu. ”“Bass for George?”“George is staying ... he married one of the servants.”“No wonder Bobby is pissed.”“Not my doing ... who knew George harbored a Dom streak?”“What? George has a whips and chains fetish?”“Yup. Shocked me.” I said, “He had that girl naked and giving him a blow job 20 minutes after he got to my place ... in the driveway.”“True story?”“Yup.”“George?”“Took charge on the spot. Ever since I met him I’d thought he was autistic.”“George? No ... obsessive for sure ... autistic? No,”. Soon after the new term began Tiff came to me, she had been crying. ‘What’s wrong, Tiffy?’ ‘Some of the other girls are calling me names.’ ‘What names?’ Nothing like this had happened before. Again I was not sure what I should do. ‘They called me ‘Sambo’ and ‘nig-nog’. They say I’m black and Dad is not my dad.’ ‘Tiff, you’re my sister. Dad is Dad. Come with me and we’ll sort them out.’ Well I could not really stop kids calling others names, but I found out Tiffy’s real friends and made. I loved it. I pulled away as he climaxed, directing the pulsing jets of cum at my breasts. I have always loved having boys come all over my breasts, and though I'm willing to swallow after blowjobs, I much prefer to feel their cum on my face. Being a glory hole slut was all about the wonderful, messy, dirty thrill of cum. The night was dark but moonlit, and the glossy sheen of cum on my breasts was everything I could wish for. I was in cumslut heaven.A fifth cock, a sixth, a seventh and more. I.