Polly had always been smart but this time she was going to use it. She had signed up for all honors classes. Her first day of school felt strange. Pol...y hadn't been in school in 10 years. After practicing for the last few weeks she had begun to get the hang of being feminine. Guys and other envious girls were already noticing her in school. Polly knew she could have made the cheerleading squad if she wanted but she chose not to because she never liked the superficiality of the. Little did I know what his real intent was at the time, but I was to find out soon. At his home that night, it came up a thunderstorm and I was disappointed that we couldn't go night fishing as we had planned. Charles fixed up a pallet on the living room floor as the storm raged outside, and the home was plunged into darkness, as power failed. He wanted to go to bed early, as there was nothing else we could do in the dark, so he had me to undress, while he stripped too. I wanted my pajamas, and. He confirmed it right away."Now, show me what a good cumbucket you are! Get ready to swallow my hot cream into your throat!"He kept hammering my mouth for another minute or two and then he spurted his white lava in my mouth, forcing me to swallow his load until he poured in me his last drop. I couldn't take it all. I choked and I started spitting some cum on his balls. That infuriated him. He pulled my hair and ordered me to clean him off. I obeyed, hoping that this would be the end of my. We used Mrs. Armstrong, enjoyed her, and then returned her to her husband for the evening. We didn't want to break up their marriage.It was hot making her go to church with her husband, to pretend to the world that she was his demure and faithful wife while we made her our whore. The last few weeks had been naughty. It was just such a treat.It was all my brother's doing. Clint had manipulated everything, convincing the wimpy Mr. Armstrong that we needed to control his wife and keep her from.