It was just what I needed , she owned a big static caravan down in Wales ,I'd not been since I was a ki.d and used to enjoy it when I was younger . So...the next day I booked a week of work packed my clothes ,Xbox ,DVDs and stuff and off I went . The weather was terrible but I didn't plan on going out really anyway , the caravan site was pretty quite due to the time of year and weather so my plan was to just chill out for a few days and relax .Anyway as I first pulled up at the caravan and parked. He just stared at me for a second and turned to get his jacket. We walked out the door and down the street to Pop's Kitchen. We had eaten there nearly every Sunday morning that I could remember.This morning Daddy and Uncle Mike seemed awkward with each other and couldn't seem to get their conversation going. I was worried that Uncle Mike suspected something or maybe Daddy had told him about what happened. I spent most of the meal staring down at my plate. I felt Uncle Mike's foot rub up against. "Nothing," I stammered."They look like pictures. Did Cindy give them to you?" Umm, yes." Let me see." Not now, Mom." Oh come on, what could be so bad about some pictures?"Let me see, I look like a beautiful woman for one, and my best friend'smom wants me to become a model for two, I'm a boy, so I guess thatabout covers it.Mom came over and took the pictures from me. The full makeup one was onthe top."Mark, what a beautiful girl. Who is she? Is she a friend of Cindy's?She looks like a model."Mom. “Feel how hard it is for you."Jamir was so thick that I couldn’t wrap my fingers entirely around his girth. The feeling of him, warm and rock hard in my palm, was intoxicating. And the contrast in color between my dainty white hand and his magnificent black cock was exhilarating. I knew I shouldn’t be doing this. Everything about it was wrong. I was cheating on my husband, which, for some insane reason, made it all the more exciting.For a while, I lost myself to the sensation of his throbbing.