There was one thing that pissed me off severally. It seemed that Jean only disliked anal with me because she gave it up to Andy almost every time they... got together. In fact she apologized to him for my getting something that was only supposed to be his.The one thing I expected to see that I didn't was me being trashed. After hearing myself being referred to as "The big doofus" in the overheard conversation I expected that I would be shot through the grease by them. I learned nothing from that. But itdoesn't feel right Something is different I still feel that femininehigh, it's not going away any time soon.As I try to sit up higher to get a glance at my crotch. My tighty-whiteyunderwear is still strained by my feminine hips. My familiar male bulgeisn't quite there anymore. I see a wet, stain on it. They were damp. Ipeed a bit. I shifted my body and I took off my underwear. My new breastsjiggled. I could feel the heavy weight of them on my chest. I took a lookat my stretched, floppy. Frankly, I don't recall (although I do vividly recollect eventually obeying the maxim to the max with the self-same niece!)An undisputed fact is that the Dr. Spock "bible" of child-rearing has certainly done its damage over the past few decades, focusing as it does on the "self-esteem" model and forbidding spanking as a form of discipline. Gentle spanking of young children, along with time-outs, denial of television, and the like, are effective and necessary. The woefully disrespectful culture. Ben had no idea what was going on. "I love you honey", he said. "I love you too" I replied back. Sherrie helped Ben to bed.I was still massaging John when Sherrie returned. It had been longer than five minutes. She stood over John and kissed me. I could taste cum in her mouth. After the kiss she took my head and forced it into her pussy. I licked her for a few minutes before we changed positions. Sherrie sat on the chair. My mouth was in between her legs. John fucked me doggystyle for what.