Once they'd released, I opened the tractor valve to let the truck's parking brakes off and slipped the stick into second gear. That's when Linda hit m... with the reason behind her extended visit behind the sleeper."If you must know, all that cum in my panties dried, and they stuck to my pussy. Shit, I now have bald spots. Sure hope you like bald pussies, Sweetie. Mine has patches of hair missing."The vision of Linda's pussy fur looking like a patchwork quilt flew across my mind. I couldn't help. I don't consider myself a bbw anymore. I think I look good in the right clothes and my husband says that I dress sexy when I want to. I am 43 now and my husband and I have been swingers over 30 years now. He has given me permission if I want to to go out and have fun with other men. I do, but very rarely. He used to be really into seeing me with another woman now it is the "cuckold phase". He loves to watch me with other men or bring home evidence of me playing.Well, my husband works. " It's very nice mother," I said. I wondered why I needed a new collar."I have the matching leash also, for the party next week," she said."Party?" I asked."Yes," my mother said, "Doctor Miller is having a party. You will be aserver there. All sissies are required to wear a collar and a leash withtheir uniforms." All the sissies?" I said.The only other sissy I've ever met was Kelly, Doctor Miller's sissy."How many will there be?" I asked."I don't know," she said, "I'd imagine a few at least.. We sunbathed for a while. She handed me the lotion and I rubbed some more on her back. I deliberately continued down and lotioned her delicious ass cheeks. She groaned and moved her legs a little apart. I was careful when I got to the junction of her thighs and ass. I slipped my hand down between her thighs, but made sure I didn't touch her cunt lips. I smiled to myself, knowing that I was probably teasing her. Of course my cock was standing tall again.I lay down and told her it was her turn to.