Pat cupped his velvety ball sack with her left hand and put her little hand around his enormous, semi-erect cock. She felt it sensually growing in her...hand. The thought that she was causing it to grow, sent another sensual wave through her body. Her vagina was oozing hot woman juices. She pointed the cockhead to her mouth. A small orgasm rumbled through her clitoris, and her woman juices burst forth like a dam had broken. She opened her mouth as wide as she could get it and slid his foreskin. “Among several my dude, here let me help you up.”“Oh, that’s okay,” He answers.As he climbs to his feet, I can already see and smell he was a ‘SIW’ ‘Sissy in Waiting’.“It’s a little late to be hanging out in the park for someone like you.” I step in front of him and block his path forward.“Oh, I guess I had a little too much to drink.”“That much is obvious. You must be on your way back to campus.”“Yes, and thanks but I’m okay. Have a goodnight.” He tries to walk around me, but I block his. I thought Mom would have freaked out at my dating a messed up girl, and would practically accuse me of trying to set her up. Dad was being more reasonable, so I got him to sign the permission note Bethany had given me.I was asked to wait and they would call me. I picked up and thumbed through a brochure for the therapist. She focused on victims of rape, incest, child abuse, and the like. She only took patients who were under 25. The fact that she could make a practice on such a narrow patient. "I have an idea of something that we haven’t done before," she said.I was amazed that she still had any energy left after the last two hours."I've never done it on the grass," she said. A month before, we had shagged on the garden bench. That was technically in the back garden, but it was in the shadow of the House.We had also had a shag on the Motorbike, but it was still less obvious that the bench, as it was in the garage. That had been really good fun. She stood on the front foot pegs, held.