I wasespecially fond of Make-Believe Mania, which featured stories aboutvarious TV themes. Even though my own fantasies involved simpledressing, and ...aybe a few bedroom hijinks, I still enjoyed some of themore improbable themes, like wives who took over their husbands' livesand made them dress in extreme outfits, along with doing other naughtythings to them. And the site was free, thanks to a sponsor who offeredstunningly realistic masks, busts and such, that could convincinglytransform a man. By now, Junior had pulled his bib overalls back up over his shoulder and was intently watching as his sister brought me ever closer to a climax. After a few more moments Sally pulled away for a minute looking up again. “I want you to cum, Tommy! I want you to shoot in my mouth!”“Oh man,” I thought “What is happening to me!” I couldn’t believe it, but I was growing ever harder as Sally put her mouth back on my cock, bobbing her head back and forth very quickly now. My body began to twitch. She managed to slip from her sodden panties without any of the bus’s other occupants even beginning to suspect what had occurred on the backseat. Chloe had then allowed her piss saturated underwear drop to the large pee puddle on the stained floor, staring at the mess with the memories of the experience replaying in her mind. Desperate for another thrill she had quickly grabbed her water bottle from her bag and took repeated mouthfuls until it was empty. She had then waited with urgent. She grabbed my hair and her hips lurched into the air as a fountain of her essence spurted into my mouth. Slowing my assault temporarily until her spasms calmed, I grabbed a lungful of fresh air and continued. She shrieked and came again almost immediately. Her body trembled and her face contorted with orgasmic ecstasy. Quickly positioning my rigid organ at her wet pink opening, I waited for her spasms to subside somewhat before attempting penetration. Although she was incredibly tight, she.