Wednesday afternoon, after I'd helped Sophia with her English homework,I said: "Can I tell you something and ask you not to tell Mom and Dador Caleb?"...Of course," she said. "Do you need me to help you find out if a girlyou like likes you or something?"I smiled wanly. "No, that's not it. It's really important that youdon't tell anybody. It's not something bad, but Dad would think it is,and I think probably Mom too..."Her eyes went wide. "Are you gay? Like Austin Hoffman?" He wasn't. After only 45 minutes.bloody hell.I brought him into the kitchen,aware that my nipples were very visible through the light fabric of my top.He introduced himself as Joe.I caught him staring at my 36dd tits and smiled.I didn't care.I loved guys checking me out.Joe was about 10 years older than me,and had a decent beer belly,but was handsome in a rugged manly sort of way.And he was obviously quite muscular.Good looking too.He was soon under the sink and said it was just a loose something or. She took off my t-shirt and pulled down my board shorts, revealing my Superman boxers. We continued to french as I used my right hand to hold her back, put my left hand under her FBTs and panties (which I later found out was bright blue too, matching her halter bra!), and fingered her pussy. She put her left hand into my Superman boxers and rubbed my cock.Angeline grabbed my cock shaft, twisted it to the left, the to the right, before rubbing my cock in an up-down motion. In that awkward. I pull you to me, kissing you hard…my tongue deep in your throat. I pull away and pull your ear to my mouth…cum you fucking bastard…is all I can say. This excites you as we all the fact that I have clenched my pussy on your throbbing member…making it even a tighter fit now. You stop fingering my clit and grab my thick hips…digging your fingertips into me. You slap my ass one quick time as you pump me even harder. I reach around and barely touch my clit…its sore and swollen…I arch.