She waves a hand as she shifts through the costumes on the rack.“Think of how funny it would be, I would bet you could win a contest if you went as ...o Peep.” She says.You think it odd that she mentioned a contest since the cover charge for the party was twenty bucks which went into a pot for the best costume. “But wouldn’t I need…um…breasts to be Bo Peep?” You say, almost embarrassed to say breasts in front of this elderly lady. She turns and holds up a short dress with a frilly lacy lining and. I eagerly accepted because I love the outdoors and the beautiful mountain scenery. I didn't expect anything much beyond hiking, fishing and relaxing. We drove to somewhere in the Rockies. We set up our tent, fire pit and decided to take a short walk. We were in a very secluded and peaceful area. He had found this location some weeks earlier and said it was so private, he hadn't seen any people for the three days he was there. He proceeded to tell me that it was so far away from anything. I squeezed my lips as tightly as I could wanting him to imagine it was the tightness of my sissy ass. All of a sudden he started to quietly scream “I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum!” as if he was trying to warn me in case I didn’t want his load. I never took my mouth away while he squirted over and over into my mouth. I wanted him to see me take his load, but the way we were positioned would have meant I would have likely missed some. I wasn’t willing to miss a drop so I waited till I was. ” Michael was making a gross understatement because I could feel a lot more than ‘come back to life’ pressing again my stomach. “Okay, I can accept that change but I get extra kisses in exchange.” “I think that’s a fair trade.” Michael said while placing another gentle kiss on my lips. “And,” Michael continued “I really feel like I have to tell you that I love you.” “No. I don’t want you to.” I said causing Michael to lift his head up and look at me. The tears were already starting to fill in.