.. "It's okay mom. Tell him to come andvisit. I can guarantee that he won't bother either of us!" And just how are you going to manage that?" Remember...Bill? Joyce's son? I'll ask him to be here! He'll do it for meif I ask him, and besides, there's a rumor going around that he and Iare... a couple. It's not true, but..." But it might come true unless you and that boy mountain aren'tcareful?"Ignoring her question, "Should I ask him?"Mom nodded her head yes, and told me that dad would be there. I wonder if, this time, he will let me. So far, I’ve had his cock in my ass, my pussy, and my mouth. Twice, he’s cum in each of my fuck holes, as he calls them. His stamina is amazing, but that’s what drew me too him. Twenty two years old, an athlete’s build. The only thing I know about him that he’s an amateur fighter. All that testosterone needs an outlet. Tonight, I am his outlet. I startle awake, the sound of the door pulling me back to the present, the clock reading 6:00 in digital blue. " He always was so very gentle andtender. He would almost kneed my newly acquired breast tissue with hisfingers looking for lumps, then he would squeeze just under the nipple aswell. First one breast than the other. I always got an erection, althoughgoing into the 5th month they weren't as obvious because my little peniswasn't sticking out as much, but I definitely got an erection. At first Ihid it from him, but after several weeks I stopped because I hoped againsthoped that he would. .. an ordeal.George laughs knowingly and I think Rebecca and I both get it.George looks down at the bed and some powder in a small plastic baggie.I’m being rude, he says, looks from Rebecca to me and back. You guys want some. You like this stuff, George?I don’t do that stuff, I say. It doesn’t bother me when other people do. Just never was for me.George looks at Rebecca.What about you, Becky?She smiles. Back in college, maybe.Dave laughs, yells out memory lane.Want some, asks George, reaching.