The excitement that we theoretically been seen excites us both. Then mistress breaks the kiss and tells me to loose my pants exposing my latex thong.....then she moves and opens her legs.. “lick me boytoy” she tells me. I am bowing down towards her carseat and start licking her pussy right away pulling her thong to the side and digging my tounge between her red wet well tasting pussylips. Her hands grab my head and press me against her pussy ordering me to lick her and make her cum. My tounge. Dad's brother the one the called Deacon stopped by once a week or so to check on us. I always thought that he slipped mom money, but I never knew for sure. On one of his visits I told him I wanted to buy a car."You know I'm getting ready to sell my old bomb. If you want that big old dog, I will make you a deal."Deacon was the only grown man I knew who drove a convertible. I know there had to be others but I didn't know any. "Thanks Uncle Deacon, but I could never afford that car. It is only. Lily leaned closer to Blackie. She covered her mouth and whispered in his recently washed ear,"I can scratch your itch if you keep quiet about it. Meet me out in the stable in back. Leave out the front door. Now act all angry like and yell at me".Blackie caught on real fast. He slammed his drink down on the table and called Miss Lily a very nasty name. The other patrons were amused but studiously oblivious by the tirade.Blackie had second thoughts on the way back to the stable. He knew his boss. Obviously, I had found a way to become comfortable with — hell, delighted with — my shocking discovery of a few months back, to wit: that my own kid, a mere eighth-grader at the time, was secretly a cock-craving, would-be slut.At first, I was shocked, and extremely disappointed. At the time, I was to learn, Sissy had not yet done anything to consummate the powerful urges that had apparently been coursing unchecked through that lissome, adolescent body. However, the hunger — the drive to serve.