“Let me see your ... tits, first.”Judy giggled, slightly embarrassed. “My tits?”Tony nodded, almost dancing with excitement. Judy gazed at his...cock and balls, watching them swing with his movement. He certainly wasn’t shy, she thought. Her hand lifted to her blouse, fumbling with the buttons. She had never exposed herself outdoors, but the idea sent a delicious shiver through her. She gazed straight at her son, opening the buttons of her blouse, her eyes hot. She trembled slightly, her blouse. " I think I saw a farmhouse about a mile back," Carol said."Well, I guess it's better than being stranded here." We ventured forth in the torrential downpour and eventually made our way to the farmhouse's front door. We were greeted by your typical caricatured farmer, with overalls, pipe, and drawl."Phones out," he said laconically. "Probably be out until the morning." Well, do you at least have a place for us to stay?" I tried. "It's kind of miserable out here." Don't let strangers in," he. In the news cycle, I was a hot story.***That whole weekend I stayed in the headlines. The Post tracked down Link,who gave them an exclusive that said, pretty much, that I made sex like awild bear. They found a former teacher, Abbie Reynolds, who said shealways knew I was a pervert. They found Suzanne, another cross-dresser,who said I was man-hungry. They found my parents' home in Dayton, andthey quoted an anonymous neighbor who said my father was ashamed of me.I had saved a family of three, and. “By the time we arrived at our hotel, I was jumping out of my skin at the thought of making love for the first time. I couldn’t wait for the feel of his penis inside me. I fooled around a little in high school, letting boys feel me up and such, but no penis every touched my sweet little pussy! It was purring and ready to pounce!“I really don’t know exactly what happened, but frankly, I went wild that night. I laugh about it now, telling my friends that I “went Cajun” on him. The poor little.