Sure, I was short for a man, and I never could seem to growmuch in the way of facial hair, but I was still a man. My featuresweren't that feminine, we...e they? My light blonde hair might make my downbody hair seem nonexistent...but it was there...surely I'd look silly inher clothing, like a boy playing dress up. God, how I wished to lookridiculous..."You can open your eyes now, precious..."A half choked sob fell from my painted lips, pouty bee-stung lips, nowfetchingly glossy and pink. My. I know my mom had no idea what either of us were doing and if she had, I think she would have killed us both!I told my friend what I had seen and about how I would enjoy tasting dad's cum. We decided to plan some way for me to have it! My buddy told me that he had seen dad up there several times and he didn't know it was my father but that dad liked to get sucked through the glory holes. He went on to tell me that he had sucked dad off several times and once, my dad had even fucked him! I was. Thodi der baad mera dard ek dam kam ho gaya to maine chutad utha utha kar uska saath dena shuru kar diya. Usne apni speed aur tej kar di. Lagbhag 10 min tak chudwane ke baad main phir se jhad gayi. Usne apni speed aur tej kar di. Wo mujhe teji ke saath chodta raha aur main ek dam mast ho kar us se chudwa rahi thi.Ab wo itne jor jor ke dhakke laga raha tha ki uska har dhakka mujh par bhari pad raha tha. Uske har dhakke ke saath mere badan ke saare jod hil rahe the. Meri chut mein ab jyada dard. 'Group Bombers Named.' Trying to steady my shaking hand, I bought a copy of The Sun and saw on the front page a large clear photograph of the girl now hiding in the car park loos, a couple of hundred yards away. It showed Sarah topless, in a carefree pose at the beach. If I hadn't known its dreadful import, it would have made me sigh at her natural sexiness, the unembarrassed smile that shone straight at me.I went to the chemist, intent on buying bleach, makeup for a blonde, hairdressing.