.She was all dressed up looking her usual sexy self as she does when we go out together but this time she was going out on her own.She was wearing a s...ort black dress which had a plunging neckline, giving the perfect view of her cleavage. She looked stunning.Her taxi arrived and she gave me a kiss and told me she'd not be back too late, and left.After a few hours of watching the TV and having a few beers decided to check Facebook. As I was looking through my timeline I came across some pictures. They're not. And, for you information, mister, I got it the same place that you get all your girlish duds." "You mean to tell me that you ended decked out in that Bunny outfit via some magical means?" "Yes, and I assume, by pretty much the very same magical means that you yourself use." "Oh, so what you're saying is: you came home, put on those rather unique high heels of mine, and used them to change the clothes you were wearing in a Bunny costume?" "That's correct, save that I didn't have to. Off came his shirt, nice chest, fairly muscular, then his jeans. Yep, he had a small dick, no bigger then my pinky and I have small hands. I had babysat 5 year olds with bigger dicks. I pulled him close, leaned up and kissed him as I fondled his cock and balls. I went to my knees. Grabbing his asscheeks with both hands, I opened my mouth and took his tiny member in between my lips and began sucking. I sucked and I licked, I used my teeth and just my lips. I took his balls into my mouth along. My tears just will not stop. What am I going to do? I could take a rock and pound Chester's head with it until he stops laughing at me, but the pain it would cause mom and dad is more than I could bear. Slowly I decide to do nothing, resigned to the humiliation, what can I do. I pull up my wet panties, wipe my eyes and leave the latrine.I walk back to the campsite, grab Timber's leash and head down the river. I walk for about an hour, just pulling the poor dog along, not even stopping when a.