That is something I kept up right up to first grade. Then I only went standing when I had to.While I did play with matchbox cars and such, I preferred...games of dress up with your high heels, make up when alone over games like backyard football. Feeling like a couldn't talk to you about my feelings at the time because I love you and knew it would of embarrassed you, I could never bring myself to ask for the canopied bed I wanted the first time you asked me to pick out a bed. Leaving me to settle. Then I take off my clothes and she sees my hard long cock sticking out and upward ready to be sucked. “Suck my cock Sabine.” She kneels down and grabs my throbbing hard pole and starts to suck on it as she rubs her dripping ready to be fucked pussy. “Ahh...Yes Baby! Suck on it like that. Don't stop Baby!” I hear myself saying as she massages my hard balls and begin to lick on them and shoves them inside her pretty horny mouth. I couldn´t wait any longer and take her to the couch, bend her over. I thought at one time that she might be spying on us from some vantage point just to heighten her sense of decadent depravity. I didn't mind because I would have done the same thing had the positions been reversed.A few months later, my husband and I were invited to my aunt's estate for a shooting weekend and he accepted with great pleasure because it was his favorite sport. I do believe he would rather go shooting than to hump me in the altogether on a bed of roses.The young minister in. Then sucked she on me for a little while to get every last drop of cum out.Then she looked up at me, and said “this better not be all you have.” Then squeezed my balls and giggled, “there had better be more cum in these.” I assured her there was and she stood up and kissed me. I could taste my salt cream in her mouth. “Now you must do something for me,” she said as she stood up and lifted her skirt. I was once again shocked and tried to pull away at the sight of her hard cock under her panties,.