But the bed did flip back and the momentum carried her straight at me, still sitting with my back to the wall, not realizing the danger we were in. S...e tripped on the corner of the crawl space and landed hard of top of me, her legs splayed out on either side of my chest. The air was knocked out of me for a second and being inexperienced with that surprise attack of pain, cried for about ten seconds before noticing my sister was crying too. I did my best to try to pry my arm loose from in. It wasn't as strong, but it wouldn't be denied. Yvonne and Chloe had fallen to their knees with their own orgasms. The sensations I had felt had brought them to climax along with me. They looked up, the glistening wetness of my cream was there, covering Savannah, waiting to be cleaned off. I knew what kind of cleaning they would prefer, but would Savannah allow it?The tears that had run her face were covered by my semen. Savannah brought her fingers up, scooped some off. All of us watched her. I patted some more and slowly increased the speed and pressure. Candi moaned and tried to close her legs. “Ah,” she giggled and wiggled in her seat. “Spread your legs wider,” I told her as I slapped at her young pussy through her panties. She tried to comply but as I continued to do it, she was f***ed to try and close her legs. “Oh god, stop,” Candi said as she giggled and squirmed in her seat. “Do you do that to Aunt Mary?” she asked. “Sometimes,” I answered and watched as she tried to catch. I knewI should not feel bad about my desire to be a girl, this wasn't a choiceor something I had asked for, it was just the way I was. I challenged mymum with this info, as in, it can't just be me - I was somehow aware thatthis sort of thing might be genetic!At around age 15, I had developed a routine of going out at night for awalk, as a girl, not in drag. I was spotted and reported to the police bythe milkman's delivery boys - they had seen me climbing through the windowof my parents home.