I whipped it out and it was no smaller than 8" long and about the width of where my hand can barely get all the way around it. I looked at him and all...he said was, "What're you waiting for bitch? Get going." I took one look back at his pole before reaching in and putting my lips on it. Immediatly he started to groan. I ran my tongue over it as I slowly went down, struggling the more I put in my mouth. I realized one thing off the bat, I was enjoying this already. I like the feeling of it in my. I told Master that when he was little, I used to hold him by his ankles over the toilet and threaten to dunk his head while I flushed it, just as a goof. “I think he just likes looking at boobs and any set of tits will do, Master.”Master wasn’t so sure, but he told me to continue being helpful and polite toward my family and patted my head. “You are doing well. Keep it up, and I’ll grant you a reward when we are on the road,” he promised.He finally let me piss and shit. He made breakfast for. ‘You ok?’ I looked up and there stood, Tippi, another of the party, another old friend from way back. ‘Give me a cigarette.’ ‘You don’t smoke.’ ‘Just give me a fucking cigarette.’ Tippi sat beside me and offered me her pack, I took one and she lit it. I didn’t cough, just inhaled like I used to all those years ago. She put the pack on the seat beside me and left her lighter there between us. ‘Your mascara has run.’ I said nothing. ‘Want to tell me?’ I remained silent. Tippi stood, patted my. She did have a lot of dresses and skirts that ourgrandmother kept buying for her.Now that we have that out of the way...let us get on with the story abouthow I had to become my sister, Carol, for a day.Carol was away at a sleepover at her friend's house when we got a callfrom my grandmother; she had been on one of her shopping sprees andbought Carol about a half dozen dresses and wanted her to come over for afew hours and try them on, and spend the day with her.I am not too sure why, but my.
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