My thoughts that day were a jumble of things and lot of nothing. Over the course of five miles, or so, my mind reflected on the many lives I’d lived... the two times I was President, my season as a baseball star and the many and varied women I’d been with. Those women were so much on my mind that I could almost feel their skin and smell their personal fragrance.Each of my former loves brought much to my life, but took even more when they left. The fury I felt when Beth Ann was killed, matched the. .. wait!That would take me beyond the point of no return.I pull my hungry mouth off of his shaft and I work on his head with my lips and tongue. My right hand strokes his shaft, and my left cups his balls.I could do this all night I think to myself.I think I could do this again?... Am I liking this too much? Am I still straight?Something in the back of my mind asks why it matters.Something in the back of my mind says, "if it feels right, then do it".Suddenly, I taste something new on my. Mistress would start off by restraining me face down so she could pull my thong to the side & start teasing my pussy hole first with her fingers to loosen me up a bit before she would start insert an inflatable vibrating butt plug which the more I pleased her the more she would inflate it & turn up the vibration, this would go on for a while making sure I was losing control with pleasure slapping my arse with a riding crop and calling me the slut that I am then she would untie me then commanded. .. Have you ever thrown up after eating jello? It’s such an strange feeling - on one hand, you’re puking. No one likes puking.On the other hand, you can ... you can taste it. Just a little. And even though you’re throwing up, it’s still jello. Everyone likes jello. Even though it’s coming through your throat the wrong way, it’s still delicious.My brother and Emily.That would be ... I shuddered, while at the same time my clit throbbed.My brother, fucking Emily.I could see it.I didn’t want to see.