I took her out behind the swim float in the lake and was easily able to insert underwater since she was well lubricated from who knows how many recent...semen spurts. She loved getting laid in the woods, in the beach shelters, in the community shower with an audience even, and taking turns all night with me and Ed. A true love child.One last story about this saucy wench before I move on. I was looking for Brent at their tent but the door was zippered shut. I heard a noise inside so went around. They were both smiling down at me, down at Mom too. But my head was swimming. What was I supposed to be ready for? Beth took over. ‘First, let me give you some background so you understand what’s going on. OK?’ She smiled that million dollar smile at me and I melted right there on the carpet. I remembered then so vividly what it was like to kiss her and kiss her breasts and belly. The way she smelled. The way she tasted. The rubbery perfect texture of the skin on her belly and tits. So awesome!. "Kiss her, daddy!" One of the girls always says."Yeah, kiss her so we can eat!" One of the boys always adds.But today it was different. They all clustered around him in a bunchshouting out their versions of what happened."We found a boy in a dress!" I saw him first in the creek, and I thought he was dead!" Mama rescued him!" He smelled terrible!" His clothes were really dirty!" He says he's a Christian!" Yeah but Hannah made him cry!" I didn't mean too; he just didn't make any sense!"Nathan did. . be careful what you wish for.My name was Vic; now she tells me she's going to have me legally changeit to Vicky. My wife's name is Nancy, though I'm supposed to call herMistress or Ma'am.She, on the other hand calls me Sissy or slave.I can' t believe I used to beg her to dominate me; this is no toe-kissing game. I started masturbating to Hustler, especially the ads inback I used to make up fantasies around the trash in the back of thatporno magazine. I constantly was on watch for new issues..