Don used both of his hands to surround a single tit and slide the flesh toward the nipple in much the same way as a farmer would squeeze milk out of h...s favorite cow’s teat. First one teat, and then the other – back and forth he went. After extracting much enjoyment from manipulating my now swollen tits, he let go, looked deep into my eyes, and gently stroked my cheeks with his hand. It was a nice gesture. I liked this man.I looked down and saw that my chest had a pronounced sexual flush, my. Hey, now I can fuck them bareback!”This was a real problem. She was right. My brother introduced us since he was fucking her and thought I might like some. Two other guys were tapping her regularly up until we got engaged and at least one was in her cunt regularly after that too. Now I had to let her screw the older neighbor guy because I couldn’t keep up with her pregnant libido and have a job too. As the saying goes, “Be careful what you wish for.”Bev, my wife, was a good and honest person. I squirmed at her questions, answering with short sentences, all the time blushing brightly and wondering when we would leave me alone to change out of her underwear. At nineteen years old, I had been busted for the first time, even though I had quite some experience of borrowing Jane’s undies, and my older sister’s while growing up. There was something about being dressing up as a girl that stimulated my senses, making me feel sexy, horny and yet somehow complete all at the same time. My slim. " A couple areas have been changed and expanded, but for the most part, the plot (if you could call it that!) hasn't changed. And of course it has a brand new, much more appropo title. If you're not familiar with Trudy Tolliver, you can read about her first adventure, "The Case of the Masochistic Wrestlers" also at StoriesOnline. I live for feedback. It's "I write, you read," not "I give, you take." So please don't post this story anywhere without my permission."You need four parts sugar, six.