She couldn't stop themspilling out and I could already see a wet spot where her softening dickhad left a semen stain on the fabric."What if I end up c...rrying your baby?" I said, barely believing itmyself."B-but you can't do that!" Meghan looked bewildered."Can't I? I wish you were back to being a girl again," I said, sharply."Maybe you'd act less like a jerk!" You can get a pill, can't you?" she said, looking up at me sheepishly."I don't know! I've never done this before! Do pharmacists give. Then, we'll have to keep a close eye on the location that we have. With any luck, this will be over in a few days.} My thoughts told Sheila.{Yes Roger, I've already started that operation. I should have it finished within an hour.} Returned Sheila's thoughts.Good I thought, as I was revising the plan the entire time that we were traveling. I already had several alarms set in case my father had any other cyber surprises out there for. Then she gently pushed me away, Aunty stood in front of me in stockings, suspender belt, bra and knickers. It was like a page I’d seen in my mum’s home shopping catalogue that was entitled ‘For Those Special Nights’. My mother always tutted and hurriedly turned the offending pages over when she got to that part of the book. Now here was a woman my mother’s age wearing these cloths and offering to teach me about sex. “Let’s get these cloths off you shall we Kev?” Aunty said starting to undress. "I guess I know what you like now!" she teased, and spread her cheeks as I opened my eyes, my tongue hanging out, seeing her pink ring and glistening pudenda. She let me almost put my tongue on her, closer,.... closer, I leaned forward. Pop Pop Pop! The exquisite pain made me rock back in the restraints. Soon I was screaming and writhing just as much as Wallace, as she gave us patronizingpats on the head, telling us what good boys we were, occasionally letting us almost kiss a breast,.