The other half was men, and nearly every one of them wanted to fuck me. My photos were downloaded, copied and reposted. Some sissies even posted my ph...tos and pretended they were their photos. Maybe I should have said something, but I was just a vain transvestite and I loved that others out there wanted to be me (or at least look like me). When I found out that one of my photos had been used on the cover of a sissy porn magazine without asking me, I didn’t complain. One of my secret dreams had. “Baby! Your big cock’s making mommy so fucking horny! I can’t help it!”As I spread my legs and rubbed my throbbing clit, my son began to uncontrollably roll his hips, thrusting upwards, rubbing his cock on my feet, humping like a horny dog.“That’s it, baby! Your cock feels so fuck’n good! Fuck mommy’s feet! I love it!” I groaned as I wildly rubbed my pussy. “I want you to cum! I want you to shoot your sticky boy juice all over mommy’s pretty feet!”As I worked my toes up and down my son's. Hands had come in for another drink. She nonchalantly bumped into his shoulder as he was pulling a beer from the refrigerator. He left his beer in the fridge and moved Kelly around to the end of the counter.He pulled her in tight and hugged her while his open mouth went on an attack on her tongue. Both hands were on her ass. He moved one under her hem and raised the back of the dress. Then the second hand joined onto her bare ass. He tugged her cheeks apart. They continued to play tongue. I followed him, then took some ice out of the cooler. "This will feel nice!" I said, and filled his pants and underpants with ice cubes. "Don't touch them with your hands!" He nodded and gulped, and I watched him dance around while the ice melted, trying to stay warm and trying not to say anything."Your time is up now," I told him, laughing."Ohhh!" he groaned out, and hastily took off his pants and underpants. "That was very cruel of you!"I smirked. "You volunteered!" I reminded him. "Both of.