He stood in front me and told me to take his pants off and pull out his cock. I crawled forward a bit and obeyed. As I pulled his boxers down his cock...sprang out and hit me in the chin."You know what to do slut." He said, as he sat back on his sofa.I took his cock into my mouth and started sucking him greedily. I gave him a dirty, sloppy blow job, moveing from his cock to his balls and back a few times, moaning around his shaft each time I took him into my mouth. Suddenly, as I moved down to. "can i talk to you... off the record" he said "sure" i replied and i led him to my parents' room. him behind me so that he'd be sure to see my pink laced thong that was visible under my high rising skirt. we sat down on the bed and he tried to tear his eyes away from my breasts. "i think it's time you know, i have a crush on you" he said my mouth flew open and i couldnt say anything i wanted to say, instead what came out was this "no way! me too well i don't have a crush on me if i did i would. "I can't help it. She's not my type but there's something about her that makes me hard." She is sexy." My wife assured me. "Is it her or her bikini?" my wife asked, knowing full well my love of any article of clothing that covers a woman's hips, ass and crotch.As she asked, she lightly and discretely stroked my semi-hard cock on the outside of my bathing suit. My dick stretched out further and I knew that my wife was teasing me and trying to get me to squirm in public."I think it's the bikini.. It's the actual life of a porn addicted cross dressing bisexual, other- wise straight man ( well maybe not so straight ) with in exhaustive chronic need to be sexually stimulated.He lived with a tier of secrets. For most of his life the secrets Christean held inside barely acknowledged and some which were not yet discovered.In the current days Christean or Phynick has fully blossomed into a gorgeous horny slut gurl.By slut gurl I mean he is a guy who is bisexual or actually pansexual but loves.