I surely didn't want him to think I was a homosexual. I do remember making comparisons to my wrist and thinking to myself that he was that thick aroun...! I suppose when I dreamed of Jennifer making love to a black guy that he would be as large as Clifton. Clifton surely took the trouble off finding the right guy for my wife, that's for sure! It just feels strange having the man living right next door.The other thing I worried about was Clifton telling me what was going on. I started to plan. I hated this story, but, of course, my parents would alwayslaugh and tell it to people, always making sure to wrap an arm aroundme, or point me out with a 'go on, Piper, tell them'.That was the second thing that made this inevitable; them calling mePiper. Whether or not they did it on purpose, fact of the matter was,they called me a girl's name. My sister? She had a nice, normal girl'sname; my little brother (rest his soul) had a nice normal boy's name.Me? I had a name that was at best. This is when I fed her my cock to suck. I liked the idea of this older guy fucking a young girl. We weren't even born yet when this guy was our age and he still was as interested in young pussy as any other guy. He asked if we could DP her. I wanted to badly and surprisingly Tina said yes. I had fucked her in the ass before but not that often. That's how I know she really was into this all. The only problem was we didn't have any lubricant and there was no way any thing was getting into Tina's. .. It seems to me endlessly repeating this process as long as the sperm's saliva did not slip through my throat.- And now, lick sperm, fucker! Gutaj ju!I want to say something, but full of sperm mouths make it quite impossible. I slumber his juices greedily, exhausted and finally come to my breath to speak out:- Shoot me! Fuck me! Get me to my dick! Shave me, shake me a cunt!Hurts ecstasy. A terrible desire for this big piece in her cavity.- Ševi me !!! - I'm sorry, I beg you, I'm looking.But.