Bruce had moved around between us and took hold of my head. One hand on each side of my face, he pulled me to his rigid cock as it wave in the air and...order me to 'suck, bitch.' Tears flowing down both my cheeks I slowly opened my mouth as Bruce pulled me slowly to his man hood. As soon as his dick head parted my lips, Bruce let out a emotionally moan and caressed my cheeks as he feed me his throbbing cock. I tried to keep him from pushing more than his dick head into my mouth, but he seemed. He leaned against a tree as I sucked his dick, letting out very quiet moans and holding my head as I sucked him. I heard him whisper "okay, that's enough...I don't want to cum right now and I'm so close to blowing my load." I stood up and he got on his knees and proceeded to suck my cock...I stood there naked feeling the cool breeze and cold weather but feeling hot from all the adrenaline and feeling my cock in this guy's warm mouth...he used his tongue with skill around the head of my. I know it well.) An new idea flashed into my mind. I acted without even analyzing it. "What was that?" I put a hand to my ear, "Is your mom home already?" Leanne gasped and dove across her bed to look out the window. "I don't seeher car." She turned around and her eyes bulged. I held up the object thatshe had stashed into her desk upon my entrance. The cover read "Dear diary". "Give me that," she rushed over. I held it teasingly behind my back. Aroundand around we went. This went on for several. The longer it went without contact, the more Wendy dreaded the time when she would hear from the family. The reaction from her sister is what frightened her the most. Wendy loved her sister, but they had always been very competitive. In recent years, Wendy had always felt that she was being measured whenever she talked to her sister. Who has the better car, who has the better house, better job, most accomplished daughter.Wendy had drifted out again. She seemed to be having these lapse of focus.