" Okay, let's give this a try."So we went over to her house, and soon I was wearing girl's clothes forthe first time."Be honest. What do you think?" I...asked."Oh ... wow .... wow ... oh ..." That bad?" I said, wanting to cry."That good. You look better than me." No way." Well, maybe not, but you look really good, hon. No reason why youcouldn't go out like that and be accepted as a girl."I looked in the mirror, and I had to agree. Nobody would think anythingwas off about me if I went out like. But you were right. I want to feel something I’ve never felt before. I want your black cock so bad. You shouldn’t have made me touch it!" He pulls it out and holds it in his hand, pointing it at my face. "Oh my god Troy. Its beautiful. Like I imagined. So big…" I whisper to him. He tells me to kiss the head. I do. Again. And again. Its leaking and I could taste it. I start licking the sides, kissing it more. Smelling it. Wanting to devour it! To my disapointment, he pulls it away from me real. I just want to stay" That's OK!" said Peter, quickly, caressing the side of Lauren's flushed face."Please? I'll just sit on the bed." How long have you been there?" Not long! Please?"Lauren felt Peter pulling her towards him, the cock in Emma's hand now parting the slick lips of her pussy. She estimated his width, judging that it was going to hurt, although the wine would help. She breathed deeply, testing herself as she lowered her pussy onto him. "Oh yes, yes! So big!" Emma slipped onto the. . not sure." Mom. Concentrate on your Mom, remember?"We found her, puttering in the kitchen. She had a cook. Even the cook had an assistant cook. Didn't matter. Tess' mom wanted to get that "mom" feeling, so she was hanging out, in the kitchen. She saw us coming. "Can I get you something? A snack?" she said."Mom. Something's happened."Marlene Henderson looked alarmed. What had happened? What tragedy had befallen her family? What?"Mom," Tess tried again, "It's OK! It's not... something.