Last Saturday I had willingly dressed myself up to look real nice,shocked my dad, then kissed my best friend, all without the slightestthought that it...was wrong. Maybe it wasn't, and if not, why was I sonervous? In my heart I knew the answer, it wasn't wrong, because Iwasn't Peter, I was Katherine, and Katherine was an attractive girl.The problem was that she lived inside of me. I was almost ready to getdressed, and never return to being a boy ever again, the school bedamned. I pulled the car. ” Mr. Wilson stroked his cock from his base to his head. He was jerking his cock really fast and blew his load right down my throat. I let his come pool on my tongue and then I stuck my tongue out to show him his come. “Swallow it all down. Don’t miss a drop.” I swallowed his hot cream down my throat. It was very thick and very salty. I couldn’t believe how much come came out of his cock. I gagged a little, when I swallowed it all down. “Get up and give me a kiss.” I got up and went over. I touched her bare arm when talking, in a way many people did and which wasn’t an obvious, deliberate touch with an ulterior motive, but merely a way of emphasising a point or making sure the other person was paying attention.Her name was Micheline and she was a widow with four sons, all of whom had left the little island for better things. We agreed that she would take her shopping home and get changed, then meet me for a drink at my hotel. She lived in the capital, Grand Bourg, and the hotel. She pumped at it causing even more to leak from his cock. Kay twirled her tongue in it and then encased her mouth around it as she sucked hard on just the head of his cock.“AHhhhhhhh you are going to make me cum,” Larry moaned out from under Kay’s pussy.Kay pulled her mouth from his cock as his pre-cum stretched from his dick head to her lips. She lapped at it with her tongue and sucked it all back into her mouth as her hand went back to pumping on his cock.Larry moaned again as his cock jerked.