“Gotta have it!” She growled through clenched teeth.“Hey, slut -what are you tryin’ to do, steal my action?”“Huh?&...#8221; I said, a little bewildered, until I realized shewas staring at my lap. I looked down to see that my longT-shirt had ridden up over my crossed legs, to expose myblonde bush and my pouting cuntlips, still glisteningwith my moisture, Jesse’s saliva, and a sheen of‘Watermelon Pink’ lipstick. “Oops!” I grinned. I couldn’t think about what I must look like with my mouth ministering to a large, black sex organ, a sex organ that had recently been in my young daughter’s vagina! If I thought about it I’d go crazy. It seemed to take a long time but I finally licked my way to the top of that large symbol of male dominance. As I slathered the knob atop his throbbing shaft with my tongue he smiled and said, ‘You’re doing better than I thought you would bitch. Maybe I won’t have to beat you again after. I didn't really believe Monawhen she first told me about this wonderful drug!)I finally got the truth out of Belinda. She'd been shotdown by somebody she was attracted to. It happens all thetime, but it always hurts.I like Belinda, she's like the sister I never had. Belindahelped me when I was having a difficult time coming togrips with being Wendy, and she always encouraged me to bewho I am.But Belinda has her own issues, and I'm not sure I'm thebest one to help her... April 21Belinda called. As she was very friendly to me, she would touch me and talk to me in front of my mother. I wouldn’t say anything but it started to kindle my cock. I never made any sexual advances and didn’t have the courage to do so as my mother or sister would be around.My junior college exams were approaching and she was my only distraction during those times. As she would do her chores, she would have to bend and do them. Like sweeping and mopping. On a study holiday, I was writing something and she had to.