Trey behind me, with one hand reaching around to massage my tits, and his softening cock still deep inside my pussy.I said, “What the fuck, Trey?”...e replied, “I’ve been wanting to do that since I saw you standing in the doorway when I got here.”Still lying on my side, I looked back over my shoulder, and said, “Brett would be crushed if he knew about this.”With a stupid grin on his face, Trey said, “So, let’s not tell him.”“Well, we can’t do this again,” I said with a plea in my voice.His. Her smirk slid as it was removed piece by piece, revealing his feminine body. She realised the youth of his features did not now seem to be too young, that impression had been fueled by his natural femininity, his skin fair and unblemished, his body lithe, looking quick but not especially strong. She felt her desire for conquest shift from that of land to something more primal.He stood before her then, nude and beautiful, a princess born to the wrong life, his hair a fine strawberry blonde, his. I apologized many times for not giving her birthday gift. She ultimately said she would take herself at the proper time. After that we retired to bed and slept immediately being tired. Next day in the early morning we left for our house to join our duties but surprised was to come later. On the way to house I remembered that I felt my cock being sucked for quite some time during night but I could not remember well as I was drunk. I was trying to remember as much as I could about the last night. When he walked back to the bedroom I heard the door and shower and knew it would be Ruth. My cock was hard and the pretty panties that Fred had worn felt great on my cock but I missed the extra roomy fit in Mom’s panties but didn’t want to draw attention to myself so kept quiet. I heard Fred leave and then the bathroom door opened and Ruth closed her bedroom door quietly. I got up and crept through the closet and hoped the door would be open a crack. It was open more than that and hiding behind.