It came so fast that it got into my nose and out the sides of my mouth. I suddenly felt so proud that I had made someone happy for the first time as a...girl. This was such a dream come true for me.Chris pulled me to my feet and kissed me again tasting his won cum in my mouth, his soft lip brushing mine. Without another word he led me up the stairs and stopped at the top. “Which is your daughter’s room?” He asked and I indicated with a nod of my head. Smiling he led me into her room and over. SEVENOnce more I was sent to the men's locker room. I sneaked in as it wasfairly crowded, weaving closely between firm bodies, hoping nobody wouldnotice what I was wearing. A rugby match had just finished and theshowers were steaming, packed with hulks. Several of them were towellingdry; others walked around naked. They were chanting about their victoryand I quickly undressed, red with shame.There was obviously no hiding. They heckled me, called me names. Someasked for favours, others for my. I was nervous to say the least considering it would be my first time meeting the family, and also because our relationship was not what you would consider conventional, in the sense that she was almost five years my senior. Nevertheless, I agreed to accompany her back to her hometown where I soon discovered just how great her folks were, who wouldn't hear of us staying in some cheesy motel room but instead insisted that we spend the night. So, taking them up on their offer we agreed to spend. “Were those little thrusts he was making?” she wondered. Her hand drifted down between her legs and rubbed herself in tiny motions that she hoped no one would notice.Her feelings were all mixed up the next day. She was afraid to tell her husband which could upset their arrangement for a family member. Would it happen again? In that short time when Roscoe had gone to work and Bobby wasn’t home yet, she sat on the toilet and rubbed herself, feeling very wicked. Bobby was horny that night and his.