To be honest, I am a much better sissy than I was ever a man. Much ofthat has to do with the unusual relationship mommy and I developed afterI spied h...r cuckolding my father with my uncle when I was just 13 yearsold. She knew I had seen her and in a ploy to permanently silence me shebrought me to her bed shortly thereafter and took off my clothes andsnuggled next to me. Rather than do what any normal red blooded teenageboy would do, I insisted on going down on her and licking her lover'ssemen. Middling, I declared. Marcel, Madame ordered simply. The blackamore removed his shirt and slid his leather shorts down, his huge black prong reared proud from his bare shaven smooth crotch where the faintest scar showed where his balls had once hung. Sophia was still lost in suckling Bessies teat when Marcels finger first explored her freshly revealed slot, she moaned as the finger intruded, but she screamed a moment later when Marcel leaped forward and thrust his member where the finger had. Stunned, I took a moment too long to answer. “I don’t know what — ’’ “ Don’t say anything,” she said. “Anything you say now is going to be a lie, and I don’t think I could bear that.” I sank into the chair next to her. “Sweetheart…” I said, but she cut me off again. “I said don’t even try. ” I looked at her. Without turning to me, she said, “Whatever you’re doing, whoever it is, however long it’s been going on, I really don’t want to know.” My mind was racing. How much did she know? How. "I can see that," Jason said motioning to the wet spot on Tim's crotch. "You two having a good time?" "Of course," I answered. "I'm gonna head out now," Tim said inching toward the door. "I'll call you." He practically slammed the door on his way out. "I don't think Tim liked me very much," Jason narrowed his gaze at me. "Well I hope you're proud of yourself," I smirked. "Why's that? Timmy got you all hot and bothered?" Jason joked. "Maybe," I challenged. "Maybe you need me to finish the.