My whole body is shaking with the grief and emotional turmoil within me that has been buried a long way under the surface these past three weeks. The ...tears continue to roll down my cheeks, my chin and ultimately my chest. Simon says nothing. He picks up my hand in his free hand. I lift my chin to look at him, kind of surprised at what he has done. Holding hands!? With another lad? What the...? But all he does is look at me. I look down at my hand in his. He squeezes it. His hands are white and. It wasn’t long before he pushed his cock all the way in my mouth and down my throat as he came in my throat making my gag. I took every last drop of cum down my throat. "Now get up and get ready, Mark is downstairs waiting,” he said as he put his dick away and left my room. I got up and headed for the shower. I didn’t bother covering myself up. After all the only people in the house was my brothers and theirs nothing that they wouldn’t be seeing later anyways. I took my shower and started. She did that a few times and then with the foreskin still pulled up, she took it in her mouth. God, that warmth is heaven. Then, pushing the foreskin above she wetted it and then slid her tongue in the space between my penis and foreskin and started circling slowly.After a few times, she let the skin guard down and licked my bare dick head. I was not on ground, flying. Then she started to get to the most sensitive part, the rim and beneath it, circling it slowly with her tongue tip. I was on. All of the people in the shop craned theirnecks to see my reaction too."Okay, open your eyes honey," said my wife. My heart was racing evenfaster. I was afraid I might pass out. I opened my eyes. It was... itwas... a bob. A chin length bob. I had to admit my hair did lookterrific in this style. It was curled under at the bottom in a veryfashionable style. There was no mistaking it; this was a girl'shaircut."This is a very flexible style," said Brianne. As it grows a bit youcan part it.