They needed men, sperm donors, or a chance to go out among our citizens and be ... ah, knocked up.In trade, they had gold, exotic products, and women ...ho wanted sex so badly they were practically nymphomaniacs!A side benefit, which I had not been aware of, was this new world and its plants were a gift from heaven to the transgendered community.It didn't take us long to buy the entire apartment complex, with the careful importing of selected items. However, and here's where the new story begins,. I hadn’t even noticed when she started stroking my cock through my pants. I liked playing with mom’s tits and she said that she liked it too. Then she told me that I could feel her up any time that I wanted too as long as no one else saw it. She said that I could do it in the kitchen, in the car, and even in the grocery store as long as no one else was watching.Then mom stood up and asked me to lower her panties for her. I liked that too. Mom had very short well trimmed hairs on her pussy mound. I hummed. “Like it?, she asked. I said, “It’s a feast. I would love it more”. She then peeled off another banana, drenched it in wine and one again pushed it into her vulva. I repeated what I did earlier. It tasted better, no, it tasted best. She then spread her legs, turned upwards and poured a good portion of wine in her choot. “Like it now”, she said. I immediately went town on her and started licking her vulva. She parted her vulva lips, for my tongue to probe in. I inserted my tongue. All of this had been achieved without Alex'seyes once leaving my own.As I gently massaged him, the hot flesh almost burning my own, Alexshifted his attention towards my own prize. I raised my buttocks offthe bed so that he could push up the hem of my dress and reveal thatnaked part of skin between my stockings and knickers. My black satinpanties held my own shaft in check so all that could be seen was asmooth black lump, with a small damp patch at one end as it leakedslightly in anticipation.I.