She was 39, married but had no c***dren, a gorgeous physique, proportionate in form. Ass tits mouth legs. In short, I will have done a thousand and mo...e saws fantasizing about that wonderful body that made me the most unspeakable things.One evening we were all at the table, me, my father, my mother, my sister, my aunt and her husband. We were chatting, it was very hot, we were all dressed poorly, shirt and shorts, at most women tank tops and skirts.I believe (but until that day it was just my. She got on it, laid back, and opened her legs real wide. She lifted up the front of her dress up onto her belly.She said, "Honey you need to eat me first and clean up this mess that I made thinking of you, your penis, and your mouth all day."Peter looked at her pussy and it was red; her lips were swollen and sperm was just oozing out of her hole. He knew exactly what she had been doing; his sweet loving wife was a whore; a slut that loved fucking and sucking cock.He said with a twinkle in his. And my mind began to drift to the one shemale (I liked that term) I did know - Julia. And I was scared and yet excited. I knew where she lived . . . no, I could not possibly even think of it. But try as much as I could, images of Julia fucking me and of me sucking her cock (her beautiful cock) kept flashing through my mind. I spent the entire day looking at shemale porn but could not get Julia (and her beautiful cock) out of my mind. And then before I left office, bleary-eyed from too much. While I honestly preferred to keep him in my mouth and feel, and taste,the pulsing of each shot of his semen, I knew that he liked to shoot iton my face."Almost there, baby."Baby? What, baby? Holly shit, he called me baby, not sissy, not slut,not whore. I lost concentration for a second and almost stoppedcompletely."Oh, you are a fucking tease. Please don't stop you sissy cocksucker."There, back to normal, that was better, I think, but baby had causedsome stirring in my mind and heart not.