Light. Again, Janet opened her eyes, and saw three people standing over her. Janet wavered in and out of consciousness, her vision blurred and out o... focus. "Janet? Do you remember the last time we spoke?" "No. Thirsty." The cup was passed to her again and she drank a few sips, and she heard the others talking. Something about fever and delirium, before she fell asleep once more. Light. When she opened her eyes again, things in the room resolved themselves. She identified the bed. "Yes," I decided. "She is still beautiful, and I am still turned on by her."I don't know if I am gay, or straight, or bisexual. I have never been turned on by a man, and have never thought before of transsexuals. But that night, in the hotel room, it all made sense. I lowered my mouth onto her penis, and started sucking.I don't think I was very good at first, but Chantal provided direction. "That's it. Good. Open your teeth a bit, you don't want to sc**** the penis. Yes, Yes. Try going farther. For one hour she sits patiently awaiting her mysterious Cross but no one came, not a single person whom she could see nearby seemed to exude the required amount of presence she had always felt he would have. She sighs and stands to her feet before walking off down the street heading towards her favourite jewellery store down a small alley. Suddenly a hand is covering her mouth stifling her scream; she goes to kick behind her at this unknown assailant when a soft voice whispers into her ear. My daughter had her eyes closed as she was moaning a little. I knew at that point I should slowly make myself scarce. Instead my feet and legs wouldn’t move and my eyes stayed on my daughters young wet pussy. I wanted to undo my belt and start beating off, but didn’t in fear the undoing of the belt would make a noise and startle her to my presence.All of a sudden she opened her eyes and looked me straight in the eyes. Luckily only my head was peering round the door frame so she couldn’t see the.