"Your clothes are on the bed", Linda informs me. I look over and there Isaw a skirt, blouse, pink panties and matching bra. Stunned, I simplystand the...e staring at the hated apparel."What is the problem, Wendy?" Linda demanded. "Get dressed. We need toget going!" B-b-b-but I can't wear these! Where are my regular clothes??" I asked. Linda is now angry and seemingly impatient, "Those are your clothes!!Now, quit griping and get dressed!!"I had had enough of this!! "NO!!", I t?ld her, "I've put up. I heard her say, "Yea, I'll suck your cock, give me that prick." Opening her mouth, she brought the end of it down and began sucking on it. Her cheeks expanded as she put it in her mouth and, tilting her head back, she kept putting more of it inside.She held it with one hand as she let go of the white thing and I watched as she reached down between her legs with her fingers. I watched as she began to rub herself down there. I put my hand down there like she had hers and I pressed in. I began. BUT, I did have one very big thing going for me. I had an 8 inch cock when it was hard and ready for action and my buddies labeled me with the nickname, "Hose". It was pretty common knowledge around school why I was labeled with that nickname. I used to think that was the reason that Helen chose me for a boyfriend, but I don't anymore as I will explain shortly.Two months after we started going steady in our freshman year I broke her cherry and for the next three years we fucked and sucked each. Christmas was interesting. Christmas was one of the times of the year our family went all out for. I'm not talking about presents. There were a lot of years where the presents were mighty sparse. But there was food and song and merriment out the ass. It was family time. You'd be surprised how on a big farm, even members of a large family don't actually get that much face time with each other. Everybody is off working, and a lot of that work can be done alone.As I was saying, since Christmas was.