This is why I have left this note with you. I want you to read it first, to explain to you that it is NOT your fault. I am a lesbian. There I said it.... I don't want to be, but I have known it for years. Your mother knows it, but I made her swear never to tell you. Like I said before, you have a great mother and she never made me feel like some sort of outcast or depraved animal. Now everyone will know, and I don't think I can face them.By the time you read this, I will be dead. I'm so sorry that. “Much better than that first time! It’s more than ten minutes! Think you can resist even longer?” she giggled.“Yes,” I hissed as she squeezed particularly tightly and moved up and down quickly.She redoubled her efforts, and I felt an even more intense rippling of her muscles. I grabbed Katt’s arms and pulled her down, sucking her nipple into my mouth. I slid my tongue around it, making her groan and she began humping me while squeezing me with her pussy. I groaned loudly and thrust hard up into. I quickly popped my cock out and rubbed it against the cottony gusset while I looked back towards the door to see when she was cuming. When I caught a glimpse of her bright green shirt coming back towards the garage, I quickly put my cock away and put the panties back on the table but left them all unfolded and dishoveled from my fun.She smiled and handed me my change and I thanked her. I got back into my car at the end of her garage and sat down. She wasn't paying me a ton of attention, so. "I chose that moment to step into the room. "Oh, there you are!" she piped up. Then she resumed, "It was the best sledding ever. It was so goofy and stupid and wonderful." She looked back at me for affirmation."Absolutely. Nothing like overloading a sled and suffering the tumbling consequences. Even if you're the one who takes a load of snow and has to go home to change and warm back up."The rest of the day proceeded as usual. The afternoon was waning when Dad decided he wasn't satisfied with.