As you mayrecall Patty and her friends thought it would help tamemy inner spirit to suck their pussies as often as theydesired. It was a way of subdui...g any macho tendenciesthat might erupt. Patty, with the help of friends, also had me startwearing her underwear as a way of feminizing my attireand she would even make me wear a dress from time totime. There were, as you might have already guessed, noboundaries we weren’t willing to cross.One such boundary we crossed was my ingestion. Due to the high hedges there's only one spot I could be seen and there stood Pete.?I'm sure we both had the same shocked look as I innocently waved at him.My friend,now done fingering my asshole,left.Back inside I wondered how this would affect my neighbors as I called the next guy.2 hrs later with my friend cum and gone,I was out back watering.Wearing short cutoffs and a tank,I drank a cold beer as Pete spoke up.Busy day huh? he grinned.Well,atleast he was still talking to me.Remembering his. After last night, I just didn't worry about being in this family's house, naked and sitting at the table. Just as I finished the thought and thinking about them naked the night before, Beth came into the kitchen, still wonderfully naked. Her young C-cupped breasts were perky and I had always noticed that she usually never wore a bra, only a camisole, under her blouses. She was different from her mother and sister in that she had trimmed her snatch in a wide V, the bottoms of the angles not. I have been shaving them weekly ever since. I would wind up Jacking myself off every night after the afternoon of fucking and sucking. My balls were aching but I could not stop.It was a Friday and before I left Latisha's house for the evening, she said "Tommy, You know Francis and I are very close friends don't you?"I replied. "Yes, you talk about her all the time, I feel like I even know her." Well, I don't know quite how to put this, but we share everything, an do. . . . Oh shit, she wants to.