Jonny was mother's sisters son, I had not seen him for nearly five years, he was ten them.'What do you think he is like now', I asked, 'Don't know', s...e replied, 'Maybe he has a big one', she said naughtily?This was part of our problem, living out here miles from no where, no boys or men to flatter or tease, you could run nude for miles and never get pounced upon, no wonder we ached and lubricated the labia, we were starved.Last week dad walked right in without knocking and caught me 'Jilling'. He got them lined up on the ball and showed Tiffany how to grab the ball and snap it. "Just slam it into my hand." he said. They all got down into their three point stances, asses high again. Bob looked left and right, out of habit and then approached his center. Without thinking he flipped up the towel that was hanging down behind the center.Except it wasn't a towel. It was Tiffany's skirt."COACH PORTER!" she squealed and stood up, turning around."Oh ... um sorry" he mumbled. He explained. Whimpering and thrusting upwards with my crotch earned me nothing except for a sharp yank on my nipple chain.I lost track of how many times I had been so near and still not managed to come. I know that I was whimpering softly each time Chloe started again to arouse me. Surely she had to be getting tired? Carol must have thought the same, as she handed Chloe a couple of vibes.Chloe smiled, turning them on and sliding one into my tight bum-hole. The other was used along my wet slit, taking me to. But if she wasn't me, then what the devil wasgoing on?"Okay, calm down," I said, surprised at the soft, high-pitched sound ofmy new voice. "I'm not really Miss Daniels. I'm Hank Bullington andthat's my body you're in. Now how are you?" I-I-I'm Judy Simons," my body said, and started sobbing. Judy collapsedinto my arms, in what I'm certain would've been a comical site were Imore removed from the situation. A grown man, 6'5" and built tough,half-naked and crying with his arms around a 300-pound.