One slight touch by my girlfriend’s fingertips on my heaving balls and the hot, sticky cum rushed like a geyser out of my beet-red cock, splashing o...to the bed, her hand, and my stockings. As I collapsed onto my side I was half-consciously aware of how erotic it felt to slide my legs across each other drenched with my own cum. I nearly blacked out when Skye ran her semen soaked fingers across my lips.“Lick baby, lick. That’s it Tori, Good girl.”Tori?***********For the next three weeks the. 'I was so embarrassed that I just wanted the ground to open up.The waiter sniffed again, looked at his list, raised his eyebrows atseeing Davis's name and said. 'This way... um... Sir, Madam.'We went over the acres of deep, plush carpet to our table. I was veryaware of my appearance. At any moment, someone might stand up and tellthe world that I was not a girl, but a man dressed in drag.I could see out of the corner of my eyes that many faces were staringat us. I felt like a fish out of water. Little by little, my home began to feel like a prison...already, I was fighting the ghost of my memories.My daughter, or better yet, our daughter, had witnessed my wife's terrible disease to the bitter end. Three months prior, our daughter Amanda had walked down the aisle; she was a newlywed. It had been a blessing; my wife had been able to see her daughter walk down the aisle. When Amanda and Keith left for their honeymoon, it wasn't a known that Amanda's mother would still be alive. But,. As he neared orgasm, she stopped. He looked questioningly at my wife; he didn’t understand the depth of her desire, but he soon would.Turning once more, she leant over the table, the cold surface of the table teasing her excited breasts, the wet folds of her pussy lips, presented towards her lover from between her buttocks, exciting him. He didn’t hesitate to begin rubbing his mighty pole between the lips of her sex. “I need to feel your cum”, Kim commanded him. “And, what about Ian?” her lover.