Pointing to the bathroom she ordered me to “Get dressed” Surprised as I was I didn’t argue and went instead into the bathroom and dressed. Gett...ng into all of it took some time and some complaints from me but she continued to direct me through the door. I placed the gown back on and with toilet paper filled my bra and placing on the brunette wig suddenly felt very feminine. I stepped out grandly making a deep curtsey and looking up I saw here standing there with a penciled moustache hair. I try not to gag but it’s not easy; in the seconds between the removal of the condom and the cum-dump onto her new strap-on, it has already begun to cool down, and cold cum is even worse to swallow than the hot stuff. I get it down, but just barely, and I look into her eyes the entire time, observing that her cheeks are now flushed and her chest is heaving. I’m in fucking trouble, and we both know it. Once she’s satisfied that I’ve ingested all I’m going to manage to, she yanks the strap-on out. I asked her from where all this blood came she replied beta you don’t have to worry about that, its natural thing for women in every month. No maa you have hurt somewhere, no beta don’t you worry I am okay.Me: but so much blood.Maa: see I will explain to you.Every month we have MC (menstrual cycle) and first five days we have heavy blood flow from our private part so it’s normal. I said “private part” with exclamation. She said yes beta. I said show me. After thinking for some time she showed. Needless to say, I would miss thetantalizing energy that had infused my week. We had afinal, fully clothed dinner together, with a wonderfulred wine that I had been saving for some specialoccasion. A pair of filets on the barby, baby lettuceswith vinaigrette, fabulous little cardamom custards fromour local bakery for dessert. And both of us in arelaxed, slightly sad mood, given our parting tomorrow. “Uncle David?” she inquired.“What, Em?”“Remember the night I.