Who is capable ofspeaking my mind. Who can be open and honest about my feelings. Mom...until Thursday, when I became Billie, I was pretending. I'm not...retending anymore. This is me, mom. This is how I'm meant to be."His mother nodded and took in the vision that was her son. She breathed adeep sigh and seemed to almost reset her emotions. "You are... verybeautiful, Willy. I guess I never really expected that a boy could lookthis good in a dress. Especially my little boy."William smiled. "Thank. I’m gonna cum again.” This seems to make him fuck me even harder, and it feels like I’m taking most of that monster cock. I’ve never felt so satisfied in my life as another orgasm rips through me. I barely have any strength left and my body is shaking, and it feels like explosions going off right through me. Tom’s breathing becomes short and I feel his cock harden inside me, I know he’s about to come. I feel one last thrust before he pulls out and covers my ass in jets of thick gooey cream. He. .. he moaned gently and deeply as you explored him and as one hand touched his shaft the other moved around his ass and balls he muttered and he closed his eyes almost in pure heaven... you then asked him if he would like to put it in your mouth pussy or ass... he shot a load all over your breasts and hand... he said “ I’m so sorry :(( but you didn’t mind you told him to clean you and you’d clean him off but by the time he licked it off your breasts you could see he was already ready to go. Because Ernesto had been ruled by his hidden identity, everything had more impact on him, he had to analyze and dissect everything as if there was a hidden meaning behind it. When Flex offered to let him spend the night, he didn’t know if it was a sexual invitation or not; he didn’t know how to respond. Flex could sense his hesitation and he left the question open for him to decide. He got up, turned off all the lights, lit a few candles and came back, this time, taking off his towel and.