I grab the bottle then look around for something to clean up with. Brad laughs. Let it dry, remind you who owns you. With that he left the shed, leavi...ng me to my shame. I put my bra and shirt back on, my shirt glued to my chest and go to face my family, happy now that I have my pills. The rest of the tournament I feel his cum on me, taste it in my mouth. My husband never knew. I cleaned up when I got home, but still felt the telltale heart of Brads cum crusted on my tits. Even as I fucked my. ’ ‘They feel nice….firm….damp?’ ‘Damp?’ ‘I’ve just had a shower Jerry…..’ ‘Are your nipples hard?’ ‘Yes….hard like when you suck them.’ ‘Pinch them for me Megan. Pull at them and roll them around between your thumb and finger.’ He was now totally focused on the picture in his mind and the conversation with Megan. ‘Squeeze your tits baby, squeeze them and make them tingle.’ Hearing a giggle he asked her, ‘Are you doing it?’ ‘Yes but it doesn’t feel the same as when you do it. I feel a little. He then said it was my first time and that I was to take off all of my clothing right now. This was all a lot to process but I began taking off my clothes. As I unbuttoned my shirt he asked if what I am there to do that day. I said I was a bottom and sucked cock. I got to my pants and unbuttoned them and began to take them off. He then spoke when he saw my panties and thigh highs. “Ohh, so you’re the sissy that responded. I never took your email seriously. Figured you wouldn’t show.” He walked. Closer. His cock enters my mouth feeling my tongue on the bottom of his shaft. I taste him for the first time feeling the heat of his dick. Closer. I close my mouth wrapping my lips around his throbbing cock. The look of lust on his face drives me wild as I suck him hard pulling him deeper inside of me and down my throat. Larry’s dick was in my mouth. My cousin’s husband’s cock was being sucked hard and deep by me. I was such a bad, bad girl. “Yes,” Larry shouted like he won some game. I sucked.