Cathy bent her legs at the knees, her hands holding his head to her gooey slit. “Eat my cum filled cunt, you beautiful husband of mine!” she remar...ed.He continued and soon she released a sensual sounding cum.“I think I’ll go and clean up my pussy. I put a damp cloth in a sandwich bag in my purse.”While she was gone Dan ordered another drink for them. Returning, she took a sip making a sour-looking face. “That must be a double. You are trying ot get me drunk and take advantage of me.”She. " Why are you doing this mom? I mean..." Ann, I told you before that I have accepted the fact that you shouldhave been a girl, and that your happiness was all that mattered to me!I would much rather have a child that was happy than one that wasn't,and you seem so much happier now than any time in your entire life!What you wear doesn't change how I feel about you honey, I'll alwayslove you." I saw tears in her eyes, then, "You won't be able to havechildren, not like a natural woman can, but you. ‘You would allow people see you with a whore?’ ‘No. However I would be pleased to be seen with you. We would be in places your clients would be unlikely to be unless their wives are with them. If any one recognizes you they will do their best to ignore you.’ ‘But you would still be with a whore.’ ‘Or my very naughty daughter. Either way it would make me look good.’ She shook her head and after a couple of bites of food she began to giggle. ‘A very naughty daughter. You are a strange old man.’. " Fuck that. You're off the clock. Come on, let's have some fun," June was persuasive."Yeah," said Peter, "Don't play hard to get! And don't call me 'sir'! 'Sir' was my father!"A short time later, after smoking a powerful blunt and a couple of glasses of wine, I found myself in their moonlit pool, skinny-dipping with them. I swam over to the side, dried my hands and relit the joint. I watched as they played touchy-feelie with each other. They swam over to me and pressed me between them as June.