I was elated and terrified all at once. Will I be ableto change back again? Am I woman for good, now? No. You can controlthis. Deep breaths. I closed ...y eyes and tried to recall some yogaexercises. I just breathed deep and..."I'm still fucking her! No!" I gasped as I gazed at this sexy blonde inthe mirror that now had a nervous look on her face. I then glanced atmy phone. Five minutes had passed. Noooo. I just sighed which made myboobs literally strain my t-shirt fabric even more. My breasts. Then my thumb and middle finger trapped an erect nipple and pinched hard, making her mouth open in pain. I took advantage of the opportunity and pushed my cum coated fingers into her mouth. Like a newborn calf, she instinctively began to suck.Finally, she sat up, ass sliding about in cum juices and sat on the edge with her knees to either side of my waist, tits swaying as she combed her fingers through her hair. One look at my glistening face testified that I had fully enjoyed the culinary. I honestly couldn't stand myself. Not because of the sex, but I was still sticky with the sweat from it. I jumped in the shower and more rinsed off than anything. All of the clothes I'd worn were in the wash and I hadn't really unpacked yet, so I went to my small suitcase and found some khaki shorts. Before I put a top on, I went to the window to see if Len had come home yet. He was just pulling in, so I closed the blinds just enough to hide me getting ready. I forgot about the top and ran. This happened some years ago, when I was only about 18, young and naive, and had never seen sex, except for some in dirty books from mates.This was what made me realise her secret rude side existed for sure, because at this time I'd only heard about a supposed sex video she'd made, from unreliable sources.I only suspected she might be unfaithful to Dad sometimes, not having seen anything myself to confirm it. Therefore all I had were my fantasies at this point, which I secretly enjoyed, but I.