"I'm afraid I am. Look Theresa is in a real panic over this, though shewon't admit it to me. I've only met her relatives once, but althoughthey were n...ce enough to me on my wedding day, I get the impressionthat they are seriously nasty pieces of work." Mark was worried aboutall this and he didn't quite know how to get it across to Anthony."They do say that it runs in the family!" Anthony said gleefully."Hey, that's my wife you're talking about!" Mark said in mock offense."Seriously, I know Tre. When she did have a drink, it was usually white wine and then usually with dinner.She handed the bottle to Bob and he said, "Let's see what a three hundred dollar bottle of French wine tastes like. I don't think that this wine is supposed to be served ice cold but let's try it."He didn't wait for her to reply. He walked into the kitchen and got two wine glasses from the cabinet above the sink and look around for the wine bottle opener. After several minutes she heard him say "finally."He sat a. When she got to her shirt, Shanna refused to let my now fully hard rod out from between her lips, and left it bunched up around her neck.Gina bent over, and planted a powerful kiss on me, before kissing my cheek, and then whispering in my ear, "Thank you for using your ability on her. I don't know what I would have done, if I'd lost you."I tried to protest that I'd had nothing to do with this, but before I could organize my thoughts, Gina was sitting on my face, and bending over to help Shanna. Never show it. No matter how much I wanted it. However, I couldn’t help but think about this older boy forcing me, making me, suck his cock. After all, if he forced me, it wasn’t my fault, it wasn’t my desires, it was his.Thing is, I did want it, I was curious, I was horny. I did want to experience cock. When I found myself on the side of my house, alone with that older boy, I pretended to resist, but found it so wonderfully natural to be on my knees before him. Still, I couldn’t let him think.