"It's our last harvest. We bring in as much corn as we can and anything else that is ripe. Then in evening we have a party," she explains.The ladies h...ve been milling around till now, gather up the baskets that are piled at our feet."Even if I don't know what a ripe corn looks like I can still carry," I swing two baskets up and follow the ladies out to the waiting field.I remember corn from my childhood, golden ripe and sweet, I hope this is the kind you want to eat so I ask."Is this field corn. Unknown to my wife, I was bisexual, with a few experiencesin which I sucked cock and was fucked by another man, whilewearing panties. My professional life requires me to be tough,and competitive, and I wanted my sex life to include me in therole as the woman, that is submissive to her man.One night I was up late, being unable to sleep. I had logged ontothe computer, cruising my favorite websites with stories aboutforced feminization, forced cock-sucking and female domination. Iwas wearing a. It was sister-to-sister chatter. The usual inside stuff not meant for strangers.Honey was saying, "I'd hoped you might give me a ride home, Sis."And at that moment it wasn't sister-to-sister chatter anymore. I said, "I'd be happy to give you a ride home, Honey."Real quick Bonnie said, "Well, we pulled it off, Sis."Honey pulled her head around to look at me. She was smiling and her hand gripped my arm briefly. "Don't you believe her, Lincoln. We hadn't planned it. But I appreciate the offer.". His body glistened, so Matthew figured they’d been doing this for a while. The man said something to Laura, but it was too soft to hear. But Matthew heard Laura’s response, and he waited for what was going to happen next. After a few more deeply penetrating thrusts, the man let out a deep groan and Laura let out a sudden gasp as he came inside of her. After Matthew watched his wife get filled with another man’s cum, he walked back down the hall and took a seat on the sofa in the living room..