You're sitting on the edge of bed. You've closed the blinds and you're waiting, waiting for me. And I smile, knowing that you planned this. I hold the...special gift just you secretly sent to work with me.I stroll into the room, and cross to where you're sitting. I kneel in front of you and run my hands up your legs. You're wearing you new silky white nightgown and you hand is under it as you absently stroke your wet pussy. Slipping my hands underneath, I raise your gown up over my head as you. Wouldn't you like to suck a real, flesh and blood cock to see what it tastes and feels like in your mouth. Sucking cock is not going to hurt you, honey. It won't mean that you are gay, just bisexual since you still love me and my pussy. I do it for you all of the time."I thought for a few moments, and decided that I was ready to try it. I determined that it was worth the risk in our relationship to share such an erotic experience. I wanted to let her know that I was willing to try it, without. She even told me that she had a small sum of cash in case I needed an injection into my ventures. After all, if things worked out the way I was planning, it was going to be good for both of us. I didn’t want to use her money, though, so I made my own plans. I looked to my own cash cow, well, more like cash cows, to fund my purchases. I started to sell the herd one animal at a time as I needed the money. I didn’t get as much for them as a seasoned farmer would have gotten, but I was learning and. I got down on my knees and slid the mirror past the doorframe and in it I saw that Brenda and the man were facing away from the door. I got up and quickly moved to the spare bedroom which was just across the hall from the master bedroom. I slipped inside and left the door opened just a crack so I could see across the hall.Brenda was on her knees sucking her lover's cock while one had cupped and caressed his balls. The man's hands were kneading Brenda's tits and tweaking her nipples. Brenda's.