She then said she needed the toilet and would I gowith her. She grabbed her petticoat and headed out of the marquee and Igot up and followed. With her... dress swirling around my legs and herstockings drooping further I followed her to the bathroom and thenfollowed her in. As soon as the door was shut she dropped her trousers andtook off her panties and suspender belt. Great, I thought, she wants tomake love. She had other ideas and came to me, pulled up the skirt of her dress andpulled down my. "Suck it fag." I had no choice, the authority in his voice, I was compelled. I licked my lips, then his shaft. His cock twitched at my tongue's touch. My hand wrapped around his girth, my lips parted. His cock entered my mouth. I did the best I could to keep my teeth off of his dick. I was salivating, my first cock. I took him as deep as I could, gagging right away. I couldn't get past my gag reflex. Every story I read was a lie, I couldn't power through it, take it and breath through my nose.I. Her daughter’s name was Amy. She was about 5’6 maybe 5’5, with dark brown hair that had a black tint to it, blue eyes, and 36D breasts, which like her mother she had no problem showing off with low cut tops. Her figure, she must have gained from her mother, as they could have easily been mistaken for sisters, if not for the usual overhearing of arguments between the two. Over the past few months, I had tried to befriend Amy, with little success, she seemed closed off to everyone and kept to. “Get in here. We want to hear all the juicy details—for the scientific aspect of course.”Casey steps through and over the next forty minutes or so, tells Janet and Mark everything that happened from the time she met Darrius, all the way until this morning. Mark records everything, because it is for the science after all. Afterward, they run blood tests, hormones tests, metabolic tests and just about every other test they can think up and when it is all said and done, Casey feels like one of the.