One back inside his bedroom,he began rummaging for appropriate clothes for a young woman to gowalking in with a man she had never met.In trying to wor...k out what was and wasn't appropriate, Alan invertedlythought back to his time as a male and what he as a man would haveexpected a girl to be wearing. Alan's views as a male were at best oldfashioned, deep down he thought women basically only existed to pleasuremen. A thought crossed his mind - maybe this was him being punished forthat sort of. I found myself at a secluded spot, and sat myself down against a tree. I dozed for a little and dreamed some in my sleep. I awoke, suddenly, to the sound of giggling nearby, and with a semi-hard-in due to the heat and the dream.I moved, slowly, quietly, to see where the giggling was coming from. It was a couple. He short and stocky, wearing joggies and a vest top, she petite, blonde, but with a very nice set of boobs poking through her white vest top. Her shorts were exactly that; short.My cock. I was pretty sure if she'd sucked on my balls it'd have come out of hiding, but I knew that wasn't her thing." I was overwhelmed with a blend of pity and lust. Without a word, I kneeled down and lifted Dad's hot nut sack to my lips. The funky odor was a personal, private benediction that seemed to bind our souls together. I kissed and licked his legs that had grown so fat they were actually becoming lumpy with burgeoning lard. They were red on the inside from so much rubbing together. I felt. “I think I’d better keep my shirt on for now,” she remarked, again clearly not expecting any comment.Darn. I had been hoping, although not consciously, that she would continue, removing her t-shirt and, who knows, maybe even her bikini top. Even with her bikini top on, her breasts would be very pleasant to watch. But hidden under the t-shirt I had to use my imagination more than I had hoped.Mom seemed to drift off to sleep again. Her legs narrowed as she dozed, I suppose to stop the movement of.