Just one more thing

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Yes, and you aren't fit enough to....well, he's much hotter than you," said Tammy.

"Well, don't tell him about blowing me, and every time you go out, beg him to let you suck him off until he cums on your face. Do not take 'no,' for an answer."

"Fine, can I go now?"

"Sure." John followed Tammy downstairs. Her parents walked in.

"Tammy, what's that on your face," asked her mom.

"That's my cum. It's perfectly acceptable."

"Oh yes, it is," said Tammy's mom.

"Who are you?" asked Tammy's dad.

"You don't need to worry about that."

"Mom, Dad," said Tammy. "I insist you call me Little Princess Cumslurper."

"What?!" asked her dad.

"That's what you should always call her," said John.

"Sounds good.'

"Oh, and Tammy," said John, having a twinge of guilt. "Only insist people you meet today call you that."

"OK, I"m out of here." Tammy left.

"Mr and Mrs. McGregor, you should secretly piss in your daughter's food and drink, just enough she does not notice."

The coupld nodded.

"I have to go. You two strip naked, have anal sex in your backyard, then take turns pissing on each other's faces. Do that once a week weather permitting."

The couple nodded and started to strip.

John walked back home. He went to his room and sat at his desk with his markers and his pad.

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