But this time was different. The bridesmaid was just so hot that I couldn’t take my eyes off her, and I stared straight into her eyes as the song po...red out of my saxophone. For some reason today, the reed was just right. It blew free and easy, with a sound as big as your back yard. For a fleeting instant, the thought crossed my mind that it was getting ready to die; that it would make a sound like a duck in the middle of a song, and then nothing. But as I stared into the bridesmaid’s eyes, and. Nick climbed off and I quickly shut my legs to contain his sperm.“Pass my tracky Nick,” I asked, “Your dad could be home anytime”He could see I was struggling to pull them on with out moving too much so helped slide them up my stocking legs. I kept my legs and fanny tight shut as I straighten myself up and pull back on my tee shirt. Nick rewound the dvd and we settled down to watching it again under the blanket.“Mom why aren’t you cleaning yourself up, what if dad find out” he asked“He already. It may even have surprised him to find that she never fucked him back unless he ordered her too.She had never come for him either. She didn’t even bother to fake it for him. She had learnt from the beginning that her satisfaction wasn’t important, only her pain. He dug his fingernails deep into her flesh as he came so that she would scream for him.He finally let her dress, and they went back to their bedroom. He allowed her to bathe her new wounds and shower. Then, at his insistence, they got. All this action took place within a short few minutes. The announcer for the arena was now making some announcements concerning what had happened. I stood near the chutes and listened realizing what had happened to me had happened throughout the arena. I exited through one of the chutes and found a somewhere to sit down. I was totally drained.I was ignored for considerable time. At last a young woman came over to me and said. "Are you all right, have you switched?"I smiled. "If you mean am I.