” he told her. All the women were gone shopping. He had the men sitting around the living room. He looked at each and everyone one of them."Ok guys....I know that last night that each one of you guys were not fucking your Wives." he said.Boy that got their attention quickly."Now I don't care that Tommy you were fucking Stef, Gregg was fucking Mary, James was fucking Becky, or Frank was fucking Stacy. What I would like to know right now is if you would like to have a day and night with my. The man forced her, by pushing and firm stares, to open them as wide as she could, completely exposing her pussy to whatever torments he had in store. She could feel tears start to run down her cheeks as the man locked her legs in that position, leaving her helpless.Jessica felt a light pressure as something cool and plastic was locked into place under the chair and angled to rest against her pussy. Before she could figure out what it was, the device flicked to life, sending strong vibrations. "Well, if it's OK with you then I guess it's OK with me." Hah! Bet she didn't think I'd get around her little trap.But she didn't say a thing, just started off across the field toward the creek. We were both hot and sweaty. September in Oklahoma is a chore. We got to the same tree we had been reading under that time and she started peeling down like she'd done it a million times. Off with her shirt, no bra, cutoffs unbuttoned and dropped like a stone. She bent over and skinned her panties down. I better change the subject before he asks more questions. "Now you saidyou rather look like a girl than a boy in a dress right sweetie?" I movemy long hair out of my eyes listening to mommy."Umm yes mommy I guess I don't want anyone to know I'm a guy who lookslike a girl especially since you're forcing me sort of to have to try outto be a cheerleader tomorrow."Mommy smiles at me for some reason. "Okay sweetie lay back really quick,and I will show you what I mean. If you don't like it I can.