"Sure," Ann answered me.I thought about it a second, then it hit me. "Yeah, yes I have," Ismiled."And what would that be?" Ann inquired, jotting down...something on thepad."I have lost the desire, that haunting inch to dress whenever I got achance. The reminder that I am not supposed to do that all the whilebeing urged to just put on some female clothes, the call of thatcomfort in a skirt and heels. Now everyday I get to do it withoutfeeling like I have left a piece of me stashed away in a. Iused to think my husband was putting me to test , to see if i would let another guy fuck me ...but i know different now ...since then we had a long weekend in amsterdam, and one night in a club both of us had been drinking , "we were'nt drunk , just a little merry " my husband had started chatting to this other young guy , he was about late twenty's , we are in our late forties... he joined us for a few drinks ,after a while he went to the bar to buy us a drink and my husband said " i think he. Not a word was spoken as the two boys spied down upon the girls of their dreams and fantasies.The two hot little 12-year-olds had no idea that they were being watched. They talked while Denise brought out a towel to lay down on, and a bottle of suntan lotion. She worked the lotion into the skin of her arms, legs, abdomen, and chest, making sure to get as far under her skimpy swim suit as possible. When she was done with what she could reach, she handed the bottle over to Leah, and asked her to. Well as I said in part one who am I to refuse a friend of what he's asking for. I told Allen that it would take sometime to get hard again since he just sucked the life out of my cock. He told me to lie back and he would take care of that without any problem. I laid back and couldn't believe it but he took my soft cock in his mouth and had me hard in minutes flat. Damn he knew how to suck a cock. Once I was hard he poured some lube on my cock and started stroking me, I don't know how he did it.