My cum was so much that it quickly soaked through my jeans and she felt it on her hand. She stopped kissing me, looked deeply into my eyes and said, O... No, what happened? I just hugged her tight and told her that she was so beautiful that I couldn't help myself. She looked down at the mess, her first experience with b0y cum, and asked if I would be OK. I smiled and said yes, we just needed to hang out for a while so it would dry and I could sneak in my house to change later.She wanted to know. " Oh good. I was able to get the sizing right from your measurements." Shelooked at me and smiled. I looked back still in a daze. What the helljust happened I wondered? She then took out a small plastic tag that hadnumbers on it and appeared to write the numbers in her notebook. She theninserted the tag's built in zip-lock and zipped it tightly in place.------If I had dreaded the last appointment, I dreaded this next one even more.Once again I had failed miserably.After getting fitted for, and. It was several inches ajar so that anyone passing by would see what I was doing. I don’t know how I could have been so careless. Perhaps subconsciously I wanted to get caught.I stroked the length of my greasy cock as I watched several men and women mate in some very imaginative ways. I had been at it for about twenty minutes when a voice from behind my right shoulder said, “Dad, do you want some help with that?” I believe I may have had a very brief out-of-body experience at that instant.”Wow,. " Were you disappointed, or relieved?"That question stopped me dead in my tracks. How could she ask such athing. Of course I was relieved. Wasn't I? Didn't I want this to be ourlittle secret? Surely I didn't want to have to explain to anybody that Iwas experimenting with my gender."I can tell by the look on your face that that wasn't as simple aquestion as I thought," she said."It isn't that I wanted to get caught," I offered."But you enjoyed the riskiness." Yes." How would you have felt if.