I’m too old to be tickled so hard I pee my pants. Speaking of which, we can’t ever let her know that we saw she’d wet herself.”Damn! I groaned... silently to myself. Sometimes being sneaky and listening to conversations backfires. Now I knew they knew. That made it harder to pretend nothing happened. Locking myself in the bathroom and staying in here until I’m seventy just became a good option.I could hear Dan sigh, “Yeah, she would hate for us to know that – especially me – especially now.”“I’m. Pissed that I’m holding back shoving so much as my finger into your pussy at this point, you lean down, open your mouth and start sucking on my dick while you continue to stroke me. This takes me by surprise and in my sudden rush of excitement, my finger enters suddenly into your pussy all the way until my entire finger is inside, putting a sinister smile on your face as your lips are wrapped around my dick. I struggle to regain control as you continue sucking, and tickling the head of my cock. But to this day, I'm honestly not sure that I do.SOMETIMES WE DON'T LIKE THE TRUTH when our noses are finally forced into it. My senior year of high school, a friend-of-a-friend had a cousin in the city who dressed like a girl full-time in school. We all thought it was a pretty funny gag, and even mentioned the guy in a couple of humor columns for the school newspaper. Just a stupid urban legend.Then one day, the guy's cousin came to town visiting. I got to meet him, and suddenly it wasn't. ..I sat down to pee, so I wouldn't make any kind of mess on the seat and he asked through the door If I would like something to drink. I told him some water would be good. I finished my business, washed my hands and joined him in the Kitchen. It was at this point that I finally got a good look at him. He about 6'4 and as I said before, thick all over. neck, arms. chest, all the way down to his feet. He was a ginger and had just a little scruff on his face. He started talking again and.