"I can't believed what a fag she is.....look at her licking his ballslike a bitch on heat!."I turned bright red with shame and my cock throbbed fit to... burst at herhumiliating words. I also realised that I would never be the same in hereyes. I was now completely a sissy fag...a girl...not an ounce of manleft in me. With this thought I kissed my way up his cock and then tookthe whole thing in one gulp. I looked up into his eyes as I did andwatched with some amusement the look of shock swiftly. We kissed again more passionatly then the first kiss. His hands travelled down my back of my robe. I couldnt believe i was in the arms of this man. He stopped kissing me and walked to get his glass of wine. "Im hungry for you not for food" he said taking my hand leading me to the bedroom.Placing the glass on the bed side table he kissed me again his lips pressed hard on mine. As his tongue entered my mouth his hands untied my robe and slipped it off my shoulders it fell to the floor. He stepped. I'm not even trying to block the possibility of the said body to be my father's."Dad?" I start hesitantly, unsure how to phrase my curiosity. "What do boys feel when they want to have sex?" I whisper.I know what I feel. Hope he's not going to ask me that. I just wanna know if I was mean with Mark to get him all worked up and not have sex with him. It just didn't feel right. He didn't care enough about me. I didn't want him enough. I don't know why, but it just wasn't right.- JamesShe agrees to. She at once felt that and closed her eyes and lifted her head up and moaned and then continued her work. I brought the bottle of juice near her lips and she drank some and I had some and again she had some and then I asked her in ears that can she drink it from my mouth. To which she nodded with a smile. I took some juice in my mouth and turned her face towards me and placed my lips on her and passed the juice into her mouth. She took it all and drank it. by now my dick was hard again and was.