My eyes were blue, framed by longlashes, and my figure, I saw as I opened the robe, was sexy andfeminine, but not as exaggerated as either Spike's or ...Don's. To myrelief, I reassessed my breasts and found them not quite as large as Ihad first expected. I guess when you look down for the first time andsee breasts on your chest, they appear to be larger than they reallyare. Still I'd probably be a strong finisher in a wet t-shirt contest -not that I had any plans to enter one - but I doubted if I. ”“Nope, that’s my token to know you’re clean. I didn’t take it from you last night because I didn’t know you were bareback.”“I see,” he said, resting his chin on his fist as he thought. “I still don’t know if I’m comfortable with it.”“I promise, I’m totally safe,” I said, but I could tell he still wasn’t convinced. “How about this, what if you come with me next time and just watch? See how cool everybody is and that I’m one-hundred percent fine.”“You want me to come watch you blow random. She stopped the pacing. "Please what?" I, um," I paused. Could I really humiliate myself this way? "I need to masturbate."I couldn't look at her."Okay," was her response, after a minute.I began to rise, to go to my room, when Tracy stopped me."You'll do it right here," she told me. How could she do this? I was mortified.Tracy sat down on the couch, leaving me on my hands and knees in the middle of the floor. She still held the end of the leash. My body was on fire. Despite my utter. Don was pumping into me, intent on his own orgasm now, but I had something else in mind. It was cruel, but I quickly pulled off and left him humping empty air. What happened, whered your pussy go? He was confused and frantic. I had to hold his wrists to keep him from grabbing his penis and finishing himself off. Evan, I said. You told me you wanted to suck a cock someday. How about today? My son turned around and contemplated his fathers cock. I guess if Dad can do it, so can I. I dont want.