Take your clothes off." But..." I stammered, fighting back tears."GET UNDRESSED NOW!" he raged.I couldn't hold back. Tears rolled down my face. Did he...wear anything underneath that robe? Was he going to fuck me? I wanted to wait until I met the right boy before I had sex. Oh god! This couldn't be happening.I pulled off my top. My fingers fumbled undoing my bra. I dropped it to the floor on top of my top."Decent," he said, grabbing both my tits roughly in his hands like an inspection.I bent down. You feel the tip of his cock against your lips and open wide; you now have another man's cock inside your mouth. "Come on, suck and lick him." She tells you, giving your head a nudge.You can taste him now; taste his cum; taste his stale cum. You can taste her too; you can taste your wife's juices on another man's cock. Your sucking and licking must be good because you can feel him stiffening inside your mouth. You have always wondered what it was like for a woman having a cock in her mouth, now. What we finally wound up doing was to fly in a group of three planes to a previously unsearched location. There, we landed and used the planes much as we would have used the ATVs to get around on the streets to look for a gunshop. We did get lucky in that we found what we were looking for in only a short while, so we could now build all of the gun rigs that we needed.As for practice, two ultralights would square off against each other with the trigger mechanism disabled and try to put the laser. You are a good son. Somewhere, he still loves you and he is still very proud of you.”“When you got famous, I’ll bet he tracked down the kid that gave you shit and pointed it out to him,” I said. “I mean, he wouldn’t have said, ‘told you so’ or anything like that. Well, he might have. He called the guy a shithead after all. Mom woke me up at oh-dark-thirty one morning to tell me you had a song on the radio. She called me in Austin ... again, really early in the morning ... to tell me you had an.