Are you liking the way it feels in your tight, little pussy?” “It feels kind of how it feels when you get fucked. I love how big and thick it is.... I really don’t want to get off of it.” “You’re a little minx. I can see how wet your pussy is getting. Why don’t you get off of it and let me take a little taste. You know I’ve always thought you were such a sexy girl.” “But what would my mother think?” “She won’t know. I know you want me to lick your sweet, tight, pussy. Get off that fucking. Oh, how I would have loved for him to press that into my ass. Preferably while still dripping wet of saliva, to loosen me up and make me ready for his glans. Although the marbles in my rear already had taken that task. They had kept me so wide for the past hour that I could take his dick in an instant if he wanted me to.All of the sudden he looked up. “What are you doing?” he asked suspiciously.“N-nothing, just writing.” I tried to put my dick back into my pants, but my boner turned out to be. He whimpered slightly as thelaces were tied off. Seeing his image in the mirror he had to look. Thewhite ruffled lace just under his breasts made them look fuller andfeminine. The line of white floral lace running down the middle of thegarment only to flare out and follow the hem enhanced the tight slimwaist line. The slimed waist and constriction made his hips and buttflare out just like a girl."Man I want to get away so bad, but how can I dressed like this? Oh, Ican't face that cane again. It. "Tomorrow they will be off Babushka." No, we will be." She smiled at his look. "I have always wanted to seemore of my motherland. Now I will have that chance." Babushka-" No, Pasha." She shook her head. "If I stay home, people will wonder,how my eyes were healed as well. If I leave and never come back, Iwill be just a curiosity. Besides," she went on tartly, "you mustconsider how you are going to support your children." Children?" He tried to look innocent."Yes. Fifty of them among our little.