“Are you sure you do not want the sofa bed pulled out, Dave?” asked Dad. “George, how often have you fucked a sexy, willing, and completely help...ess girl in any position you wanted?” replied Uncle Dave. “You ever had a girl from behind, over the arm of a chair?” From the way his cock stood to attention, I could see Dad loved that idea. “Well, never actually,” answered Dad. “Although it does sound very erotic.” “Then here is your chance,” Uncle told him, and pushed me forward, face down across. The conversation slowed and began losing its drive. She got up from the sofa. “It’s getting late and I need to get back,” she informed me. “Yeah, I need to start packing my suitcase,” I responded. She stepped towards me. “It was nice meeting you, Gloria,” I said, “I want to wish you the best of luck in your future.” I leaned over as she approached to give her a goodbye kiss on the cheek. As our faces met she turned at the very last second and planted her kiss on the corner of my lips. It was no. I made the twenty minute drive and even found a parking space near my favorite grocery.It’s upscale and healthy; probably a lot people would call it trendy. Lot of food without gluten, everything organic ... pretty much all the catch phrases of the grocery chic these days. But it is healthier and even though I’ve kept my figure, the fight is getting a little meaner.My husband wouldn’t tell you that, though. He’s very complimentary and if I’m naked in the room he looks up from his phone, slides. He could sense that Mr. Walker was getting close to cumming, ashe started thrusting up into Fifi's mouth and pushing his head downwardmore forcefully, making him gag once or twice. Finally, Mr. Walker heldFifi's head fast in place with both hands as he started ejaculatinginto the sissy's mouth."Oh yeah," he grunted. "Swallow it, bitch, swallow it all."Fifi obeyed, almost gagging again on the awful taste of what felt likeseveral days' worth of cum. Finally Mr. Walker let go of his head, andFifi.