I got home just after ten o'clock feeling a littlemerry as I had, as expected, drunk a few beers. I decided to turn instraight away and soon fell into...a deep sleep.I woke Sunday morning around nine thirty, feeling a touch hung-over.Five minutes in the shower and a mug of black coffee later and I wasfeeling far more awake and, as I knew I would, I started to think onceagain about Friday's events. I closed my eyes and tried to recall thefirst time I'd seen myself as Gemma. Elizabeth Linton, my. He told me that it feels real good, not knowing that i had been doing it for a while. I told him that there was something else we could do, that i learned from a friend. I dropped to my knees and started sucking his cock. Finally, the amazing taste I had been missing for the last 3 months. This time I didn't let him stop me. I sucked for all I was worth, guiding his cock over my warm tongue, i wrapped my lips around it tight and bobbed my head as fast as i could. Finally I heard him say. " We have to do something about that." I'm open to suggestions." Well, I know what I want to do with it. The question is where can we go?" The restroom?" Not private enough. This problem may take some time to work out. What if we sneak into that empty store?"The narrow storefront had been one of those niche specialty shops that kept reinventing itself with a different specialty every few months until the proprietors either ran out of money or ideas. There were generic 'Watch This Space' banners. He's swarthy, obviously a local. Without changing our pace we both look at him as he takes his cock out of his scruffy jeans. It's big. At least 9 inches long and very thick. As he starts to stroke it you gasp."Oh fuck. Don't stop. Don't you dare stop. Just look at that fucking cock. Oh fuck!"I bang away at her harder still and feel her cunt walls gripping my shaft. He sinks to his knees and falls into rhythm with us, pumping away at his cock, his long balls swinging between his thighs. This is.