I wanted to know what it felt like to have a cock in me, but something was telling me to stop.To not let him have his way with me.That something sound...d a lot like Samantha Puckett."Sorry, I can’t," I said as I pushed him away."Sorry," he said, realising his mistake. "Didn’t mean to be so forward." I understand your feeling… I am apparently quite attractive to both men and women."A moment of silence was broken by the both of us laughing at the absurdity of our current situation."Tell you what,". If her tits sagged. Was her bush the same color as the hair on her head. Things like that. The tips I received varied directly with the amount of detail I provided. My interest increased. Men thought those things were of interest and importance. I therefore thought another male should be interested, even beyond it's monetary value."When did your oral activities start?" Looking back then, I'd say I was about eight. But then I was small for my age and appeared younger." Go on, please." One woman,. The wife chuckled again and said every inch. I heard the wife ask if cindy would like something to drink and she said yeah and I guess they went into the kitchen since I couldn't hear them anymore. I just laid back on the bed relaxing and dozed off and woke up when I felt my wife rubbing my cock and telling me too wake up. When I opened my eyes she was sitting there smiling, I asked if she enjoyed me showing off. She leaned down and kissed me and said I would jump you right now but I asked. “Well, after I noticed him looking, I guess I started teasing him.” she said.“Teasing him. How?” I asked.“I’d bend over a lot even when not needed. I’d stay bent for a longer time.” she said.“Wait, what were you wearing when you bent over so much?”“Initially, I’d wear jeans or track pants or loose knee-length shorts, and t-shirts. You know, the clothes I usually paint in. But then…..” she paused. “… then I started wearing… smaller shorts, and loose skirts and tank tops and….” she paused again.