.that are a whole other thing).With dad away in the service and mom and Shelly pushing me, I felt I hadno choice, I agreed to do this stupid thing, an... I would go with shellyto meet "our guys."So here we are in my sisters room getting ready to go meet our guys, (Ihate it when she says that). Being reluctant to do this, I was no helppicking out what to wear. We finally agreed on what I was to wear, andto tell the truth, I liked it. Naturally I needed undergarments such aspanties and a padded and. What you are doingis a sin, unforgivable sin, Beti! We must stop it”, he said in a low tone.“I know Papa. Thats why you were saying that you have always wanted to fuck me. In your drunkenness you were talking to Mom and telLing her I resembled Mom and you wanted to fuck me! I need to fulfil my Papa’s desire! I want you as my man for tonight, Papa. I want to do with you what Mom did when she was alive…Papa pleaseeeeee…Dont make me go….I need your cock bad!”, I said and kissed him on the lips, “I. I sat in a low chair a foot or two away from him. We were quiet for a few minutes, sipping the brandy, each thinking his private thoughts. It was a pleasant, comfortable silence, and when he finally broke it he did so very quietly. “So except for that time on the boat, you never touched a guy before today?” he asked. “Nope,” I said. “What about you?” “Actually, I have a bit of experience in that line.” “Oh?” I said. “Tell me about it.” He swallowed a little brandy. “Not much to tell,. All the while I was staring at his cock while he flexed it for me and made it strain and relax, strain and relax, with just his cock muscles… just flexing it for me to see. WOW. He was so fucking hard, I could see the veins down the sides, though his thin pants. I could see the head clearly. And it was the size of a small apple! After a while, he was dipping pre-cum!!! I could SEE it wetting his slacks, lol. I was absolutely sticky, I was so fucking wet!!! Anyway, to make a long story short, I.