I broke fast

I don't know what happened. I must have lost my mind. I wasn't myself anymore. Now I was Brin. And here was my lover, by Harlow, fucking me anyway he wanted. I was his hole after all.

"I, I want to be Brin," I said, as he continued rubbing his hard cock against my tits. "I want to replace her."

"What?" said Harlow.

"I know," I said. "I thought I would hate this, but something about you fucking me makes me just wanna be.. wanna be your girl."

I twisted over and got down on my knees. It looked like I was begging at his cock. "I'm better than her, you know it. I am the real Brin, really."

"Okay," Harlow said, grabbing me by the throat. My whole body quivered to be treated that way as he pulled me up into a kiss.

"If you're really serious, you're going to help me with my fantasy."

"What is that?" I asked.

"Well, Brin, " Harlow said, "I want my dad to dress in slutty clothes and let me fuck him."