...the only words Mistress uttered since I ve been here were Quick QUICK....move it move it, come along........but today it s different we are going t... a dance outfit shop in the city centre to buy my sissy clothes for the San fransisco pride parade the day after tomorrow (Mistress didn t want to be seen with me, let alone parade near me,but I pleaded and begged for a whole year and she finally gave in)......at 10 we left home me dressed in a red tight shorts and a pink vest and Mistress and. Mom looked up at us. She barely held the end of the toys she was shoving into both of her daughter's holes. The she started pulling them out ... and out ... and out more. These weren't just any toys. They were more of the same line that Monique had shown me back at our parents' house. Mom had pressed both almost fully into Monique and as she pulled them back, blood and other dark substances I didn't want to think about were smeared along their lengths. My excitement waned and left me.Dad. I am sorry, but to me your age is a factor. And I still haven't forgotten Carol."Her voice took on a firm tone as she continued, "I am not asking you to forget anything or anybody. I am just trying to tell you I think you are an attractive man. I have watched you for two years now and I think I know a bit about you. I enjoyed being held by you just now. I really liked being kissed by you." She paused and took a breath. The silence grew between us until she finally said, "Well, say something." I. He didn’t take his time, or start of slowly. He filled me, pulled back, then pushed deeper into me. It felt good, but this was definitely for him. It wasn’t long before we were both breathing hard and starting to sweat. He drilled his cock into me with the only sounds being our bodies colliding every few seconds. I expected him to come quickly. Usually the first time, he came quickly, then the second time he would last longer. However, I guess this wasn’t a regular first time. We had just had.