Now show me what you are."She leaned forward, completely subdued, and took him into her mouth. He talked her through it, teaching her how to do it to ...lease him. She did her job well, and brought him off in a short time. He'd told her, as she sucked him, that he expected her to swallow all of him, and she did. This wasn't something that she did often with me, and so the impact to her mind was strong. A strong sense of violation, and she knew the taste would stay with her for quite a while.He. “Yeah, I’m a little tightly wound.”“I could see.” he nodded. “That would be why I didn’t get angry. Anger is best treated with openness and acceptance. Never forget that.”Dad’s super rare serious moment. Did I have a camera on me? “Stupid things at school have been happening and I’m sick with them.”“Does any of it have to do with withdrawal?” Dad asked me, half joking, half serious. “You lost your coping mechanism recently, after all.”Dad was referring to the weed. Of course, in another way, he. I knew it was nerves since I had no problem ever getting it up. I just knew she was going to be upset. I knew that she was expecting a nineteen year old to be hard. It was painfully obvious that I was not since no tent had formed. The blood of nerves rushed to every part of my body except where it needed to be."You're shaking," she said as she approached me. "Let me take care of that."As she began to run her fingers through my hair, my nerves shot through my body making everything worse. I did. Oh the pleasures of now being void of all body hair down there. The only problem being, in a flash a rampant twitching erection madeitself visible to all present. So much for this little petti sittingsweetly between my upper thighs to caress them lovingly, making myclitty look so sissified as well. Oh no I felt tears coming to my eyes Iwas so embarrassed, much the same as I was with Mummy that first day allthose weeks ago now. Trying to hide my clitty the best I could, whileattempting to.