For three weeks I didn't see Jeff again and vowed to be faithful to Ken. Then during a Labor Day picnic I found myself with Jeff's cock in my mouth as...Ken stood not 100 yards away cooking burgers.Jeff and I saw each other every few weeks that fall and winter. As spring came and went I found myself making excuses to put myself where Jeff and I could steal away and have our fun.Then shortly after Jeff's 19th birthday Ken got a promotion that put him on the road far more often allowing Jeff and I. I was too afraid to open them before he wakes up, they might not be for me after all, so I did my chores around the house until he woke up.When he did I could see on his face the disappointing. I instantly knew he expected me to open them so he can have another reason for punishing me. For a moment I thought of this as a small victory. He calmly told me to open them and see what I got.The first package was 3 large bowls which made me a bit confused. The next package was a collar, leash, and a. Good looking, yes, but very young looking. Obviously in his twenties, but still. The phrase "callow youth" sprang to mind. He didn't think he'd ever had occasion to use that in real life. But the fleeting sense of superiority gave way to even more intense, sexually charged humiliation as he felt the rough tweed of the jacket snake around his waist, and the other's erection press into his hip. The callow youth grinned as he slammed his implement into Faranger's rectum over and over. This phallus. ”Since we were more like friends, she tried to tease me. She places her hands on my cock. She was struck with surprise as I had an erection. She slowly starts to rub it while I stand there helpless. I then took her hand and said, “Mom! What are you doing”?With both hands, she pushes me back, so I fall on the sofa. She goes down on her knees and starts to undo my belt. “You fucking fight with me and then have an erection. What does that mean, hey? Let me show you how a real woman fucks, you.