He screamed out that he was cumming as I went down one more time. Jack released a huge load down my throat, I didn’t even get to taste him. I licked...him clean and glanced up at him with his cock still in my mouth. He smiled so sweetly, as I kept stroking his cock, amazingly he stayed somewhat solid. I knew I had to fuck his cock and so did my husband. Our sofa has recliners on each end, Jack was in one of them. I straddled him, reached for the button and laid him down flat. I then lifted. ." Also a girl," Marcie said forcefully, "just as much a girl as I am,and there isn't any way they can prove otherwise! Just be yourself andyou'll be fine!" Yeah, right!" I said ruefully."Tell you what," she said, "let me get cleaned up a bit, then you and Iwill spend the day together. We can do a little shopping, have somelunch, whatever."Without waiting for an answer, she popped up and ran into her bedroomto change. She took about half an hour, returning dressed about thesame as I was, then. The socks Karen had bought for me were almost exactly like my old socks,except they were a little bit thinner, but nobody would notice anythingunusual about them. I pulled a red golf shirt over my head and steppedinto the black slacks. After tucking in the shirt I zipped up the sidezipper and stepped back to examine myself in the mirror. I didn't lookterribly different, but the lack of a fly in the slacks was a deadgiveaway that things were anything but normal.Suddenly Karen knocked on the. Walking toward me, Daddy says, "I can think of a better use for your tongue little girl." Grabbing a fistful of my hair, Daddy leans down and whispers in my ear, "Suck his cock and make him cum!" Pushing my head toward Jeff's stiff pole, I knew I had better open my mouth and take as much of his hard cock as I could muster. However, I could not help but brace myself by placing my hands against Jeff's thighs and pushing back ever so slightly.Once I realized Daddy was not going to force me to.