Crystal asked if I had ever eaten her dirty. I responded "no." Crystal was visibly proud to have that on my wife. We looked at each other waiting for ...my wife to return. After a few more minutes Crystal informed me that she wanted to keep exploring. The idea that my eighteen year old foster daughter was more sexually adventurous than I had ever been intrigued me. I asked her if she had ever been eaten like that before. She calmly said no as she shifted in the water. Her hands reached for my foot. You know, someone who likes me and respects me and wouldn't mind experimenting. And he'd have to be sweet and gentle." That's a pretty hefty set of requirements," I laughed. "Where you going to find someone like that?" I found him already," she said quietly. Then she looked right at me with those liquid green eyes. "I'm sitting on his lap."WHAT? Before I could say a word to that, Coley was reaching up to her blouse, and unbuttoning it!"Coley, what are you doing?"She shrugged out of her blouse.. The man was sure that the War would get a whole lot worse before it got better, and he wanted to be out from under it before it found them. Of course, I agreed with him, and I told him so. The family was from Northern Mississippi, and had been on the road for well over a month. They did not make good time because they were using horses instead of mules. Horses are not as strong as mules and have to stop more often to rest.These people, the Beauregards, had run into bandits a couple of times,. Obeying, a tall black man sitting in the corner rose and walked to where I kneeled “Well? Let’s see how good you take this down your throat.” He said smiling, as he pressed the head into my gag. “Sissies need to now how to suck. And from what Hal told us your wife has been teaching you good."“He don’t gag." She said raising her head. “Swallow it all honey. Show then what a good cuck you are."After taking four inches through my gag, he grabbed the sides of my head, forcing his cock further down.