Anyway, I got up to yank the curtains closed and was suddenly frozen. The neighbor's son, Jeff, was out back mowing their yard. He was such a good loo...ing boy, around 6'4 with a toned body from playing football. He had dark brown hair and tanned skin and was wearing a pair of basketball shorts, no shirt. I felt a tingle, the first tingle in a very long time. I dipped my hand into my pajama pants and felt moisture.Jeff had reached the back end of the yard and turned around, pushing the mower. Sam closed his eyes and moaned. He loved Beth sucking his cock and he also loved fucking her other two holes. Sam briefly wondered whether he should feel like a dirty old man — he was old enough to be her father — but he didn’t.Beth didn’t normally use her hands when sucking his cock and she didn’t this time either. The first time, she had barely got half his length into her mouth without gagging and choking. But she was a real trooper and practiced until she could take him down her throat. It didn't take long to graduate from straight porn. I soon realized that I was excited by shemales. I didn't immediately want to admit to myself that I liked watching their cocks, but what else could it be? The guarantee of anal sex was a consideration. One way or another. I progressed from watching a shemale getting fucked, to enjoying them fucking other shemales and then to watching them fuck guys. Each phase needed me to admit to myself that maybe I wasn't entirely straight. Each step was a. My stud to be had to be in absolutely no doubt as to what I wanted. Amid some exquisite handy work, I removed my bra and threw it on the passenger seat. Then wiggling my bum and hips, my saturated panties followed suit. The heat from my loins was incredible and the top of my thighs felt sticky from the copious juices leaking from my slit. I let both garments lie where they landed and then pulled the sides of my dress together, covering myself. Then I waited. Even though the car in front of me.