I got out of the pool and walked slowly over to my mom taking in the view of her tits at the same time. When I got tot her I grabbed my towel. “...Hey youâ’re drippingâ” she laughed and rubbed her tits to get the water off. “Oh sorry mom. IÂ’m going back up to the room. IÂ’ll see you later┠“okâ” This went on for the week and on the last night we decided that we were going to go out and have a good time at one of the local clubs. And to be honest I. I would look at different things in my life andimagine how they would be different if I were a girl, or if someone Iknow were the opposite sex. I would observe my surroundings, making upstories in my head about how doing something or using something wouldget me TGed. It almost got to the point where I would be sitting andhaving conversations with friends when a TG idea would come at me out ofnowhere. I should've realized that I had to stop, but it was like anaddiction that I couldn't escape. I. She said she was coming again as I pulled her crotch to one side I slipped my tongue onto her clit, she practicly screamed the house down, and as began to finger her she was moaning and screaming and squirting, fluids running down her legs. She was so apologetic, I told her not to be silly, she sat up and kissed me again.As I stood up I put her hand on my cock she unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down, pulling my undies down as quickly as she could, I put my hand round her neck and moved her. With water rushing over me, I continued to rub his legs. I cleaned every inch of them. Lathering more soap between my hands, there was only one area left. Starting at his inner thighs I maneuvered my soapy hands up, reaching his balls. I carefully cupped and caressed them making sure that I didn't miss a spot.His dick had been hard ever since he lathered me up. It stood before me in all its glory, begging for its time. I washed it, gently stroking my hands along its length. I made sure it was.