I told them both that I knew I could do it and just needed some time. Ben did not seem to mind. His cock hovered at the back of my mouth with a few mo...ments of freedom between my attempts to go even deeper. Relaxing the far reaches of my tongue was difficult. A few times it made me gag. I persisted until I felt his balls on my chin. I held there, looking up at Ben and shot my fist up in a silent victory cheer. Ben could hardly believe my enthusiasm. Drawing my head back, his slimy cock dragged. Sam is a 27 year old accountant who discovered at early age the beauty ofbecoming a women. He never done that in public but his mom if fully awareof that and in fact she encourged him to follow what he loves and not tofeel shy about anything as long as it doesn't hurt anybody's feeling.At the age of 8 his father died and his mother struggled initially toraise him but things started to come to order within 2 years. at the ageof 11 his mom started to date one of his father's friends (John) He. She sat on the bed and pulled me on top of her, sliding the duvet aside and covering us for warmth and decency.“Are you thinking of precautions?' she asked. I smiled yes. “No need,” she said happily. “Not necessary in this old body.” I didn't like this self-deprecation, however much it might have been based in fact. I kissed her slowly and thoughtfully on the rose of her puckered lips, then moved down and kissed her nipples and headed down to repeat the benediction on her belly and pubic mound,. Her decision was already made despite not knowing the price she would pay–there was always a price, wasn’t there? The general lack of information was a concern, but she was past the point of no return. She felt a sense of finality that made her stomach do flip flops. Her trust was simply expected. Part of the test? Yes, she would face it. Would she measure up? She might fail to meet the expectations of those around her, but she vowed that she would not fail herself. Priestess or failed science.