Chris and I remained quite close for a few years and for a while became a bit of an item. When we both started working he got a job in a travel agents...and was able to get cheap holidays. When we were about s*******n or eighteen we had a week together in Ostend in Belgium where we spent the week wanking and fucking each other silly. We also met another young lad, about the same age, from Holland called Joop who fell in with us both socially and sexually in more ways than one. One day the three. He kissed deep into my cleavage I too pressed him hard to my chest and enjoying the same. He put his hands inside my dress and pressing it hard for which I responded by rubbing my hand on his hard over the jeans. He was kissing on my lips and his tung was deep in my mouth I enjoyed it. I tried to open the zip of the jeans for which he helped me I put my hand inside the underwear and tried to pull out the stuff. It was very strong and look like a iron rod much bigger than my husbands. I pulled. Never could Ihave imagined that I could become so hot. I moved and she licked intomy pussy, the female organ that they had surgically replaced my malegrowth with. Now Marie's tongue lapped at it and then entered deeplymaking me orgasm over and over.Sated I lay back, my bottom on her face breathing so deeply. After afew minutes I got up and put on my tights and boots. I looked at Mariesecurely bound to the bed and smiled. Her face was wet and sticky withmy juices. How good it made me feel seeing. Then......and with that he realized just how foolish that would be. What wouldhe do? Break it? His mom would find out. Plus, he was probably beingoverly paranoid. Throwing caution to the wind, he pulled the chair fromhis mother's dressing table, and placed it at the closet. Sliding thedoor open, he stood onto the chair to reach up to overhead shelf. Andpulled.Out fell a pile of his mother's old clothes, each packed away in its ownplastic bag. He grabbed a few and ran back to the safety of his.