My mouth was full, so I simply shook my head and obediently continued to lick and suck at the now purple and “hard muscle, drawing it in and out of my mouth. “You’re becoming a young woman, sweetheart!” she told me, and I was so pleased, because that was exactly what I wanted to be. I stared up at her in awe as she continued speaking to me in a voice that was tender and loving. “You know the other lady, the one who was dancing with me? Well, I put my love muscle - the one in your little mouth, sweetheart I put it inside her body every night! Can you taste her?” she asked eagerly. “Her womanly juices flow over the muscle, and I love the way it shines, it reminds me of how your spit looks on my skin!” I wanted to do the same thing - I wanted her inside of me, so badly. I felt so grown-up, an
