”“Josey, did you dream about us? Tell us the truth, did you really?” Alexa asked as she and her sister looked at each other, then at me with big... grins.“Hell yes I did. Both of you walked right up and pushed your titties against my elbow and I never thought you’d ever even look at me, me being Mexican and my sorry-ass Uncle Ralph being your granny’s farm manager and causing all of you big time problems.”“Josey, all the girls in school started talking about you when you got your new pickup. Then. ...Cradling my balls in your hand, you stroke them lovingly, ignoring the man attached to them. The whole world is just you and the cock in your mouth. In the darkness it's easy to imagine I'm anybody, or nobody at all. This makes you even wetter and your other hand drifts down to your pussy, testing the warmth and moistness as you continue to bob, fucking the cock sitting in mid-air with your mouth and lips and tongue.My orgasm starts to near, and you feel my balls and cock begin to pulse. It tookthe threats and slaps given them by the women who they were there toserve for the group to finally begin moving in the right direction andafter five or ten minutes almost all of the sissy candidates and theirowners were situated in one of the four classrooms.I let Daisy bake in the Texas sun for an hour before returning to where Ihad left her on the back deck earlier, finding her standing exactly whereshe was supposed to be and maintaining her Perch Position to the best ofher. We didn't do any socialising, just shagging. Her son loved her dearly, but I was always afraid that if he found out about us he might blurt it out to her husband as a way of hurting him during an argument, or telling his real dad, who might use it to split them up in the hope that they might get back together again . So one day I suggested that she Prick tease him, get him fully on her side etc. so that if he did suspect anything he'd keep quite in exchange for a bit of a cheap thrill. At that.