." Did I ask you to let him cum on your face?" No Ma'am you didn't." I felt my face blushing in shame."So then, it was your idea to have a face full o... cum in front of all ofmy friends?" Well..." Did I tell you to do it yes or no?" Well...no you didn't tell....." So it was your idea then?" Well if you look at it that way I guess....." Did you like it sissy?"I paused, I thought it over, I remembered how it had felt when his hotcum had spattered over my face, I had loved it! In that moment I. And had a religious experience, so to speak.But that comes later ... much later.The scene at this point involves flames and smoke and sirens and tired, sweaty, sooty men, trying like hell to stop the flames before they eat up any more national forest.It was this chaos that Bobby came home to.Such as it was.He was stopped by a cordon of volunteers, of course. No civilians were being allowed into the burning area. He had nowhere to go. The smoke and excitement began to get to him. He knew he was. I just enjoy being a Vampire.’She paused for a moment looking a little sorry for me. She didn’t seem to have wanted to hurt me so she tried to reassure me.‘Look, if you like, you don’t have to remember any of this. Go and take ashower, come back get dressed and get in your car and tomorrow, you’ll have forgotten all about it.’8- I don’t believe you. I doubt very much that you’ll manage to make me forgetthis evening it but okay if that’s what you want, why not. Mind you, on second thoughts what. He moved off the pole he was leaning against and walked towards me. I was sitting on a short work stool which placed his cock as eye-level. He was now directly in front of me still shaking his cock from the base.“My Dad told me all about you Uncle Marty – everything. He said you’re quite talented too and if Lynn’s not going to satisfy my needs, you’d be more than happy to do so. Is that right Uncle Marty? Do you want to suck my cock like you suck my Dad’s?” he asked.By now, my heart was beating.