Of course Mme Bertha knew her niece and knew what might be going on. Indeed, it was evident she knew pretty much everything that had transpired at the... Rain Festival. She didn’t say anything. She didn’t have to.Alejandra had her favorite spots in the family’s extensive gardens. There wasn’t a straight path or border in the place. From the patio outside the main house one had a choice inviting courses of gravel that led seemingly in all directions, some directly to the pool, others to all points. All of the sudden I felt a hand fumbling with my pants. I reached down to help her get my button undone then my zipper too. She slid off me as she pulled out my extremely hard cock. Laura got inbetween my knees and started to suck me off. First she just put her lips just barely on the tip and breathed. If you havent had that done to you, I highly suggest it. Then she popped just the head in and licked it like a popsicle. She has never gone all the way down but she gets close. And she got closer. .ahhhh! We don't.....oh...want an accident....uh, uh......if she makes you cum....oh, oh, oh....in her mouth....uh,uh....do we? Oh god, Bob, I love....uh, uh...your c-cock!" They were doing eighty miles per hour down the autobahn till Ted eased off the accelerator and managed to find an exit into the dark countryside. Not far from the main highway he found an unpaved forest road and stopped in a grassy clearing. "Oh! Fuck, Marsha! Oh! Ohhh, I'm cumming!" Ted had a death grip on the steering. I was playing strip poker with my girlfriend of the time and we both seemed to have lost! We were both naked! I tried her school knickers on! There was no looking back. My life long “hobby” of “dressing” started.I progressed on to wearing my Mother’s and sister’s clothes. I was lucky they all seemed to have a lovely collection of clothes and my Mum even had a wig. My biggest memory of that period of my life was when I first ventured out. I can remember what I wore: a beautiful matching blue.