Yes, I would be ready for trouble, but I would look foolish, if Jeremy and The Brit were having a surprise birthday party for me. Which of course they...were."Jeremy you are a dead man," I whispered as I put down the shotgun after unloading it. I also removed the lightweight Kevlar feeling like a complete fool. I was greeted by cops and killers from all over the state."Go easy on Jeremy, you only turn thirty once Sylvia," The Brit said."Thank god," I replied. "I see you invited the detective from. We did have to put up with one of the canning company people, who for a couple of weeks spent all day in the corn fields, tearing ears of corn open to make sure the corn was picked at the exact right time.Dad's unusual hobby was airplanes. Most people would possibly be content to own an airplane, but not dad, he liked to have work airplanes and play airplanes. We had a biplane that was used for crop dusting. It had a powerful engine that would let you make a fast pass over a long field and pull. He wanted me to show him what we did when Ronnie and I would go there. I played along and told him we kissed so he kissed me. After some heavy kissing he asked what else we did. I told him Ronnie would rub my tits and try to get my shirt off. He started rubbing my nipples as he kissed me some more. Then he unbuttoned my blouse and I slipped out of it. He unhooked my bra and took it off. He started to kiss and caress my tits switching from one to the other. I was getting excited and was starting. Whether it was the reefer and alcohol or my own curiosity, I dropped my lips to the velvet head. It was warm and wet, still covered in her spit. I took the head into my mouth as she pushed my head down and the shaft moved further into my mouth."That's right baby. Suck that cock. Oh, that's so fucking hot. There's nothing like watching a guy suck his first cock. Damn, Jimmy's cock taste good? You like that dick baby?" she went on.I could only nod my head up and down as she continued to guide me..