Maybe that’s my body telling me to have more? Anyway, that’s cum. I’m going to have to swallow some at some point. Lets just hope I like it or I... wont enjoy myself as much I want to. I should mention kissing. I really don’t want that. It’s the cock I want, not the man. I could tongue lick arsehole as a compromise, I guess. Then there’s my arse. I really don’t want it to hurt. Maybe some i*****l, or even legal, pharmaceuticals can help there. I know how to relax. I’ve been putting things up my. Linebacker stared at my chestnut-colored skin, littered with healed scars from years of being a tomboy and having a bad case of chickenpox. He inserted one finger inside me, then another and moved them around. I moaned a little louder when he rubbed my clit fast. My legs wobbled at his touch. He found my G-spot and pressed hard on it and finger-fucked me in a rough and gentle manner. I began to come, and he stopped. “Turn around. I want to come with you,” he whispered. “Not yet,” I replied and. " But..." Patrick lifted his breasts. "Why these?" Isn't that why you came to me in the first place? Because you wanted doctor Cole to be attracted to you?"He stared down at his breasts. "But..." Didn't you know? Amber Cole is a lesbian. And a rather dominant one, at that." So you're turning me into a girl?! Couldn't you just make her like me as I am?" That's hardly fair to her, dearie. Don't worry. By the time we get through with you, doctor Cole won't be able to keep her hands off of. We increased our study times from two periods at school, adding one evening at my home and one evening at her home. My parents immediately liked her and her parents sort of liked me. Having gotten my driver's license when I turned sixteen, my parents said there was to be no driving until I got a job and could pay for my own insurance. They also wanted me to purchase and maintain my own vehicle. Teen jobs were easily available and I managed to find good part-time jobs. My mother did extra.