.......................................................................................'Now she is naked before me. Down on the grass doggy fashion, h...r beautiful, firm cheeks in the air, face down with her head on her folded blouse and her tits and nipples being grazed by the gently swaying grass. Her cunt, excited by our foreplay, is dribbling fuck juices down her creamy inner thighs, spread apart awaiting my pleasure. My cock is throbbing, rigid and slick with pre-cum and my balls aching as. Everyone in Springfield now believed Bart had always wanted to be agirl and had achieved his heart's desire, and ignored 'Cassie's'protestations that she was still Bart. Bob had primed them well, withfake postcards from Trinidad, Colorado outlining the stages of hersupposed transition. As Dr Hibbert remarked with a chuckle:"All that bad boy behaviour was just overcompensation for yourinherent femininity."Marge and Homer both, in their own ways, felt guilty. Homer, becauseof all the times he had. I reached down between my open thighs and felt for his cock, wrapping my fingers around his shaft, I drew him in-between my swollen Labia, and thrilled as my lips closed around his swollen glans.I started to move my buttocks as he entered me, parting any little obstruction to his penetrating cock, all the way inside me until I could feel his pubic hairs touch my bum, and his twitching cock unable to resist my vaginal tissue folds encasing his cock like a tight fitting condom.I had him in-situ. He’d caught her eyes at the games, and their fluid conversation at the party, and the way she touched his hand! He wanted to see her again. There were no more soccer games, so that was out. He knew he couldn’t call her, she had a husband and two kids. But he could tell she was interested, or at least intrigued. So, Jake decided he needed to go to the library.Almost every day, Jake had some Happy Hour gig at some bar/restaurant, so the late afternoons and early evenings were tied up. The boat.