I'd lived the last few months of my life as Joan, 24/7. There was simplyno way I was going backwards. I hadn't spoken with Aunt Vivian in a fewweeks....I needed to get back to my therapy sessions. In a way, it allseemed frivolous and unimportant. What was the big deal? I was living mylife the way I wanted to. I was happy and I wasn't hurting anyone by myactions. Why would anyone care at all what I did? I finally managed toconvince myself. I touched up my lipstick in the mirror. I'd chosen. His tung went right up into my just filled cunt, A hard cuck was put into my mouth, It also was big, to big to put down my thought, in fact I could barely got my mouth around it. I put my finger into his asshole and let it play inside of him. They both cam at he same time. I was swallowing cum on one end of me and the same time having it sucked out of me on the other. Non of this was to the degree what they did to me next, The third man cupped his had and filled it with cum still running out of. His warm salty cum tantalized my taste buds and I squealed for more. The next man came up to me as soon as Mark stepped back and aimed for one of my tits. The feel of his warm jism made ripples of pleasure travel from where it landed and move all over my body. I immediately pressed my tits together rubbing the gooey cum into my skin as the next man stepped forward and shot my left tit, completely covering it. I was writhing on the blanket by now. I knew this was going to be everything I. Aunt Claire had left a note on the fridge saying she'd gone out with some friends and she'd be back later tonight, a hastily written cell phone number below her writing if I needed to reach her; she hated cell phones.I had the house to myself, the sun was shining, my headache eased after breakfast and it might reach forty degrees. The majority of the snow was melted by noon and I decided to go exploring.Claire's backyard ended at the trees and there was a little dirt track that led through to a.