This one is from Spring 2005 (i think had to nut and leave quick that night, lol):Wow, I was wondering when I'd hear from u, I was so upset when u lef... that nite, after U came in me and left me hanging like that....I needed to cum so bad and I needed U to make it happen! Your dick was feeling sooooo good inside me and I never got to suck on that sweetness of yours, plus...I wanted to feel your lips on my aching pussy Now that I'm not thinking about sex cuz I don't seem to be getting any....you. She leaned her head back in pleasure with this new sensation, and I felt her body react further as she rocked her dampening crotch against my stiff shaft. "You're asking for it, Abby" I said in a low voice as I quickly lifted and turned her onto her back below me. Leaning over her, we made brief eye contact. Her blonde hair was now draped all across the blanket, and her blue eyes had yearning look to them. I could tell by her now heavy breathing that she was ready, and I was going to tease her. I did the washing up without saying a word.I had hoped it would stop there but it didn't.Why? Was it that I started to enjoy the humiliation or was it that I wascurious to see how far Mum would go which led to my behaviour gettingworse each time she allowed to dress as a boy again?Mum quickly noticed that I was a model child when she feminised me.In a matter of a week I had gone from wearing just my bra and panties towearing a matching petticoat with a blue bow too and semi opaque. First her hair and she pulled out some pins and it cascaded past her shoulders in soft luxuriant waves, glistening in the bedroom’s moonlight, bouncing down and coming to rest somewhere below her shoulder blades.She shook some more of it loose, running her fingers through. Tee shirt up and off, casually, with no hesitation at all. She tossed it over to the pile. Her bra was barely a wisp of lace, cut so it only covered half of her light brown nipples, the rest showing through even in the dim.