It was boring, but after my first year here I needed some boring. “But does he make you cum?” Courtney blurted out with the bluntness which seeme... to run in her family.We were sitting together on the couch, under a large blanket, drinking wine. “No,” I admitted. “Does Mark make you?”“With that dick? Absolutely!”Courtney had been fucking Mark, or Marcus as she affectionately called him, for a few weeks and I couldn’t blame her. He was a sexy black man with a short stocky build and a. It was surprisingly spongy, where I had imagined it would be much harder.I didn't end up doing much. I went up and down for a little while and eventually just left. But I had finally done it. I had sucked a cock! And it was OK.Now let's move ahead a few years. I was getting more and more turned on by CD's, TS's and TV's and frequenting the cross-dressing forums and chat rooms. I began building up a collection of lingerie and lipstick, plus a few dildos and some DVD's. Gotta love the. I slid my panties down and stepped out of them as I hit the garage door opener and stepped into the garage. Now the one thing I can say about my husband is when it comes to his tools and toys he is extremely organized. Every tool in its place every box on a shelf. I guess his garage is to him what my kitchen is to me.I moved around in the garage pretending to look for something on the shelves. I hoped that Kurt was watching me. I could feel a light breeze kissing my ass cheeks as I moved. ?Simon!, you gave me a fright, Happy birthday son, How are you?? she says as puts on bacon, sausages and an eggs on his plate "Not bad thanks, Mum, a little tired still," says Simon Simon then gets up and walks over to the fridge grabbing a glass on the way. Just as he?s pouring himself some orange juice, his sister, Tracey comes into the kitchen wearing a long nightshirt and boxers. Just as he replaces the juice in the fridge and returns to his seat at the table Tracey sniffs at the smell of.