I stopped to catch my breath. ‘What are you doing? Did I tell you to stop?’ ‘No, I had to breath for a minute.’ ‘Not my problem. Penalty for... you. Kiss my ass again. French kiss my ass. Now. Like you mean it. Eat my ass like it’s your last meal.’ I leaned in again and did as I was told. I licked and kissed from ass crack to pussy. When I started to french kiss her asshole, I felt her shift and open her ass. My tongue slid in. ‘That’s it’, she said. ‘Kiss my ass, salon boy. Don’t quit until I. The dynamite was fired. From the emotional upsurge by the kind of teasing I have done, she got up from my lap and started kissing me madly….. She was sucking my both lips, she pulled her tongue inside my mouth, she was biting my lips. I was enjoying the pain.She seems to have really aroused. It was wild kissing, all over my face, biting on my ears, pulling my hair (I yelled in pain). She took charge and I was like a rape victim, unable to control her and take lead. I never thought a woman can. "It's your turn now," I said, stroking her cheek.She excused herself to clean up. I heard her chuckling from the bathroom. When she came out, I heard her say no one ever came that much with her. Then she looked around the living room and wondered where I went."I told you it was your turn," I spoke just above a whisper as I summoned her to the bedroom separated from her living room only by an Oriental-style curtain.From there, I pleasured her from gentle kisses on her shoulders to exploring. I also had a cheap digital camera that I hadgotten for Christmas, and so I put on AOL and Yahoo some pictures of the14/15 year-old sissy that the men of the Internet loved to chat with.Eventually the men wanted more than cyber. They wanted to hear Becky cumand say their names. That's when I graduated into being a teenage CDphone sex slut, actually telling men how badly I wanted their cocks in myholes. Some men told me to get various objects to stick in my ass, whichI was curious about and so I.