I was dismayed to find, though, that every time they did this horrible thing to me it was getting easier. This was not something I wanted to become go...d at.When I was finally given permission I rushed to the bathroom and dropped to my knees in front of the toilet. I was shocked when I actually had to stick my finger down my throat to get the revolting contents of my stomach to come back up. I vomited up the bladder full of piss I just swallowed. As soon as I had expelled all of my husband's. I woke the next morning to find his head nestled on my shoulder, his arm across my chest and one of his legs thrown across my thighs. I could feel the whole of his slim slender frame pressed up close to my body. My feelings were quite complex. I was still attracted to him and interested to seduce him but there was also something so vulnerable and fragile about him that it created a protective instinct in me that wanted to wrap him up and keep him from being hurt in any way.When he woke up and. I missed those games, so every time I visited with mom and sis, Ibecame Carol.Mom picked me up at my house because my school was off that Friday whileDonna had a full day. She was driving the van so that I could change myclothes which she brought in a shopping bag. I found one of Donna'sschool uniforms and everything else I would need to be Carol. It was notdifficult changing in the van but I did find something different, I founda training bra with the clothes.I mentioned it to mom who told me. ”The best orgasms the Coach had ever experienced were when he was deflowering young, but legal girls. Realizing Becky was a virgin, he was instantly hard again.“Becky my dear, get undressed, it is time for you to lose your virginity and receive some pleasure in return for all your fabulous blow jobs,” the Coach said.Becky was not overly endowed, but that did not lesson the Coach’s ardor for fucking this nubile young girl. She was slim with very small tits for a sixteen-year old. However, she.