It was like being dressed in clingy cellophane. My breasts, ass, and pussy were all on display and everyone was looking and smiling. Looking around a...t all the guys smiling, I was instantly turned on, and could feel the wet material on my nipples rubbing against them. Someone brought me a towel, and I put it around my shorts, leaving my breasts uncovered. That really seemed to please everyone and the crowd grew larger. One of the guys looked at me and said I really needed to get out of those. Paul was quick to realize that I enjoyed playing with his cock and he allowed me to do all the stroking of both cocks. He loved having my fist around his shaft. I loved to see his white spunk pump out of his piss slit and make long sexy ropes in my pubic hair, so it was definitely a win-win for us.Over the next couple of weeks I looked for every opportunity to visit Paul in his basement bedroom. He rarely stroked my cock during that time. Instead, I jerked both cocks until we both came. One. I imagined this monster in me. It frightened me but excited me at the same time. I could do it. I could lube it up and fuck myself, I thought. I looked at the bottle. There was about a quarter of the wine left. I looked to the dildo. The next thing I know the doorbell rang. I looked at the clock. It was ten A.M. Fuck, I fell asleep. My head roared in pain. Shit, I’m wet. I looked around. The bed’s wet and so are my PJs. Did I piss the bed? I scrambled out of bed and racked my knee on the. My godson Matt was born and then my friends moved away to take over a farm on a remote island off the west coast of Scotland.Over the years I tried to fulfil my commitment to Matt and had many holidays on the farm but also kept in touch with the family especially on birthdays and Christmas etc. I watched as everytime I visited, Matt would have changed a little but he was always a very shy k** and spent most of his time playing computer games. He didn’t have any friends that I knew of, the.