He takes off my clothes, then his. And as expected, he lowers his mouth on my sex, pulling on my clit and blowing chilling air into my cooch. I throw ...my head back and allow the pleasure to wash over me.Then he did something not so routined, he locked his arms around my thighs and looked up on me. Briefly I saw a dark flash in his eyes, before I could object he was lapping away at my ass hole. I tried to wiggle from him but it was useless. Between the torturous lashes of his tongue he breaths. I could tell that her mother had sympathy for me but the happiness of the daughter she had always wanted was the most important thing in her life. I spent hours in the cot, no longer feeling like a human being but the possession of another one. I thought back to my life before this had happened to me. I had been sad and bitter that nature had burdened me with a body that would not grow up, but at least to some degree I could control my life. Now that was different. To Abigail I was a doll. Her. Oh God…it feels so good to be inside you like this" he breathed. "I would love to watch you get fucked by some guy." "You would really want to see me with another guy?" I still couldn't believe what he was asking. "Yeah, if I got to watch. I would love to fuck you after another guy filled you with his cum." "You'd like that," I said still surprised but starting playing along. I figured Mike was drunk, so he was getting a little wild. "Oh yeah," he breathed. "Would you do it?" "Maybe," I. I got to his house knocked on the door nobody answered I opened the door hollered for him knowing he was home I proceeded to his room, I noticed his door was slightly open and I could see him standing by his mirror wearing his underwear and a t-shirt taking pictures of himself I watched him for a few minutes getting worked up. I finally walked in and asked what the hell he was doing he was extremely embarrassed and then told me they were for his girlfriend I shrugged my shoulders and said oh.