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It sure was quiet after the boys left I got Brenda to do some
stretching exercises one John Holmes replica dildo for each entrance. She had a positive attitude about it all, in to the max at the bottom
and worked her mouth and throat steadily. "Brenda don't over do it baby, there will be plenty of paying customers
later on." I made a latte as she gagged some more I couldn't fault her willingness
only technique. After some lessons Brenda went to clean up for the nightly trade,
"Don't forget to shave again. You know that the Judge will be in tonight he
likes to lick." She gave me a megawatt smile, "I love his tongue, I'll be smooth don't
worry." She skipped away taking her dildoes off to the showers. The latte was nice warmed my belly I opened my robe running my hand
down over the flat soft skin all the way to my pussyass. Lifting my
clitstick tugging on the disk that hung there lots of memories but no doubts
about the missing parts. I knew from my earliest years that I had the wrong equipment and that I
needed to do something a propos changes. Not that my parents saw it
that way until I came home from a half day at school to find a large dark
cock sticking out of my father's arse. Listening to the sex noises and
especially dad's loudly expressed love of the prick pounding him did I
have the leverage to force the limited alterations I wanted. At least
I could dress more the way I wanted. Dad required little prompting to become my advocate his secret was mine
to hold, Mother didn't know what to make of the difference in him. Her
embarrassment about me lasted until her death although I have to admit
that we did get along fairly well once I left the nest. I held the disk up; I had worn it for many years even when other lovers
wanted their name there only Danny would do for me. "Danny O. Charles" stared up at me up side down. Seven years! A third
of my life I had borne that mark of his love and control. No, I couldn't
see taking it off just because he was dead! I met that man at fifteen, Doc, big dark-skinned guy with a New York
accent, hidden for the most part. Man... he could dance! That's what got
me, those fast feet and strong arms he led, carried, and whisked me
about a dance floor the first night I met him. We danced almost every tune
pausing only for a few drinks over five hours. Good-looking, built, hung what else could a nascent girl want and he
loved trannies! We became a couple. I left my parents, moved in with Doc.
The apartment was small but we seemed to fit in, cuddling. The bay window was my favorite spot to sit, soft cushions, nice view of
Walham Green, Fulham. Not a big area, nice though, green with some
lovely old trees that gave each season their full attention. Football
players, moms with prams, idle older strollers all mixed in and it was
surprisingly quiet too. One of London's backwaters, close to everything but
more like a suburb. Doc went out to work each morning, walking over to Fulham Broadway tube
station to catch an 8:05 to go to the City. He loved the job I
couldn't understand that, all those smarmy toads making money for someone
else. He laughed at me, "Baby, I'm doing just fine banking the £'s." Doc as a financial wiz during the day and a wiz with his feet at night
was such a contradiction but he made me believe. One day we were standing by that window his arms moving over me under
my robe, "Baby I want to make some changes, important changes in you.
Will you listen to it and then tell me what you think?" I nodded, "First I want to..." he cupped my balls. "Yes Doc, I am ready for that," I tilted my head back looking up at
him. Those lips covered mine for a few minutes, then he smiled down, "Dotty,
I want to mark you as mine. I desire to have my name on you
permanently, a tattoo. And I think you will look beautiful with some gold
rings and chains hanging off your lovely parts." "Doc, I'm YOUR baby, mark me anyway you want. I will be proud for
everyone to know I'm your property." "I have several ideas but first let's see what it will take to have
these gone." He gently caressed my sac he backed toward the telephone table taking
me with him. My eyes were closed as he dialed his free hand was roving
over me. "Dickie, it's Doc. Do you have the name of the surgeon that did Kora's
changes? Yes, we are going to do it. She's happy about it. Great would
you email it `cause we're sorta working on something here. Ha! Yeah,
thanks." His hand hadn't paused at all, "Now baby give me a good suck then we'll
go shopping." Kneeling naked taking that warm dark cock on my tongue I looked up into
his brown ayes, "Yes Dotty I love you!" I sucked that beautiful thing taking my time on the shaft getting it
wet with long tongue strokes. It glistened in the light I loved the shiny
look. Doc smiled down at my efforts knowing that I could go on like
this for a long time. "Baby we need to shop for supper. Suck me fast and I will cum on your
face. We can take some snaps, OK?" I nodded the cock going up and down with my mouth. I went to work with
a will slurping that fat prick. I tongued the shaft as the head popped
into the top of my throat I enjoyed that little bump as it got in
deeper. Each time it filled me up soft hairs against my face. I worked the cock sucking nibbling I loved to use my tongue under the
head then gentle scrapes with my lower teeth never hurting just more
friction. Doc was smiling now, "Go baby, I'm ready to cream you soon!" His hips were flicking forward giving me more dick my hands were on his
hard thighs giving my mouth over to him. The black cock was a rigid
pole spreading my lips. "Aaaahhhh yes baby," I gagged some as his balls flopped under my chin
the pubes in my nose. Doc's dick pulsed I could feel the cum rise on my
tongue the first spurt right down my throat. Each of the next three
shots was left on my face as he withdrew to let me have some taste of him
and to wear it. Mmmmm Doc always tasted fine two or three times each day I got to feel
his cock give that cream. "Ok, stay there I'll get the camera." I smiled at the lens as Doc took a dozen pics of my cummy face from all
sides. "Lonny will develop these tomorrow, we have some on here from last week
too." A hot shower together a nice rubdown with the big soft towel makeup
short skirt cropped t-shirt sandals and we were off the high street for the shops.