You could really be who you wanted to be. Several of my kids where gay, or bi, or even asexual. No one ever tried to hide it. It was great but I was v...ry jealous of them and they didn't understand how good they had it.As I walked out one of my hot teacher friends says "Goodbye, Tammy." No rape or no "you dirty whore" afterwords. God I hate my life. 'If I had the chance,' I thought 'it would all be different.'I am focused on what I am going to tell my husband. How I can't be Mrs. Duncan Trevall. . you two came empty handed I see and expected us to supplyeverything," Scott said."Nah, we've got it in my ride. Hey, you need to check it out. My oldpiece of shit bit the dust," Kris said."So you got a new piece of shit," Colt joked.Kris flipped him the bird while he, Corey and I walked to unload ourbelongings. We carried what little we had since Colt said he'd have mosteverything we needed.We sat around and caught up on everything with each other until hearing astirring in the woods. I. She came back with the water and, instead of handing it to me, she straddled my lap and poured it slowly in my mouth. She spilled some and it ran down my chest. I looked down and to my horror, I saw that my dick had grown so hard that it literally popped out of my shorts. An inch was visible, pressed against my stomach by the pressure of her bikini-clad pussy.She leaned over to set the glass down on the floor and leaned forward putting her arms around my neck. Her white shirt was thin enough I. Doug said something else I could not quite hear. ‘Right now? Well… Nessie?’ ‘Yes?’, I answered. ‘Doug has me on my back.’ She stopped and I could hear more whispering by Doug. ‘Yes? Yes?!?’, I wanted more details. ‘And… and. well… he has my legs spread wide and OOOHH…’ I waited and Stacey started again, ‘And he is just fucking me!’ We both giggled. It was amazing, I wanted more details. I hears more whispering,’… tell her…tits…cum…’ At least that is what I thought I heard. ‘Stacey, what does.