How could he had been so careless? “It ruins the fantasy if you look at me. Sex “Thanks for the blow-job, Michelle.”
“You’re welcome, Kevin,” he said automatically, then felt like a fool. He strutted into the family room like a queen. “No, you do it!” he said happily. He had a large butt-plug shoved up his ass this very moment. How about that?” Michael said. “I want another blow job, Michelle.”
“What?”
“And, I want a blowjob every time I mow your lawn from now on. “Even if you somehow did take away my phone, I’ll have the cops here before you can take off your fucking panties.”
Michael realized he was beat. Deal?”
“Well, I don’t know…” Kevin began. He was watching his slutty behavior with a large, goofy grin on his face. Secretly, he wanted to become a submissive, sexy woman. He remembered the taste and scent of his freshly washed balls. He decided to whatever he had to get this ordeal finished. Yes, and even pleasure a man with a long, sensual blowjob, and fast, hard, fuck sessions. Money?” Michael asked, as he considered how much cash would keep the boy quiet. He danced sensually in the bright daylight. Realizing his predicament, Michael Miller turned away to gather his thoughts.
