Water started running.Jay looked at me and then just chuckled. He threw back another swallow of his Rolling Rock and resumed watching the parade of fl...sh on the television.There went my chance, I thought. I caught myself. What chance? It dawned on me, at that moment, I was seriously contemplating banging Jay Morris's little sister. In high school, that alone was enough to get the crap judiciously beaten out of you behind the gym. Jay and I were adults now and I would assume that he wouldn't. She was a city girl, having spent most of her life in Auckland, not even really going to any of New Zealand's mountains so she was a hiking novice. I told her that I was 35 and worked as a lawyer for a small firm in Calgary. I loved the mountains and to hike, rather than just sitting around and watching birds like my husband. She laughed as we continued up the trail. We saw a few other people as we hiked, in pairs or small groups, but as we got higher up into the mountains we saw less and less.. She kept a grip on me almost every moment we were together; I always had to have it out and in her hand. She said she liked the 'alive' feeling it had and it made her feel powerful. Well, it made me feel great.What a dick-happy time I've had.Then one afternoon as we lay there in our post-fuck trance, as she slowly rubbed my dick, I mentioned to her that my sister Lori's fourteenth birthday was coming up next month and I was trying to think of something special to give her for the occasion. Did. I know some cross dressers don’t like it but I have always referred to my bum hole as my pussy or cunt and my cock is a clitoris or clitty. I gave no resistance this time as he lowered me back down, when I felt his cock against the opening of my hole I continued sliding slowly down until I was completely sat on it. I remained still for what felt like ages but was probably only a minute, enjoying the feeling of his fat shaft stretching my pussy hole and his huge length deep inside my belly. I.