The numbness started to wear off and Tammy again was in a state of disbelief as to the feelings she was then having. She wanted it to go on forever. S...e thought fleetingly that her father could have been fucking her years ago rather than her waiting to be eighteen but then thought that perhaps she couldn't have fitted Peter's cock in her.Tammy started to pant and moan and then started to scream as her father sped up the pace. "Oh ... God ... Daddy. Uh. I can't ... I can't fucking believe this.. I also became a master of avoidance.At Serena's graduation, Megan was positively bubbly. She was the perfect 'wife': conversational, helpful, inclusive, respectful, and thoughtful, especially of those we met. Her suggestions and guidance during the day were flawless. I had to look at her several times to be sure this was the same Megan I'd divorced seven years earlier.As we were walking across campus to a special reception for the business students, Megan took my arm and pulled me close to her.. I slid my lips off the head, stuck my tongue out and pushed the tip into his pee slit. His cock jumped, but he moaned, obviously enjoying it. I toyed around his slit and he leaned back, reached between my legs, and began fingering my ass again. He then pushed forward and half his cock reentered my mouth. "You love sucking my cock and having my finger in your ass, don't you?" Mmhmm" was all I could respond with, I couldn't even take my mouth off of his dick to just say "yes." "Good, because you. With feminine features, no facial hair, full pink lips and bright green eyes, at least half the people I meet aren’t sure what I am. My hair doesn’t help. Long straight and blonde, I leave it loose and really don’t want to cut it. Even in blue jeans and a plaid lumberjack shirt, people aren’t sure if I’m a femboy or a lesbian.While I was washing my torso, I began to think about aunt Leah. When I bent over to kiss her cheek, I got a good look down her shirt at her abundant cleavage as well.