Then I seductively stroked his stocking-sheathed thighs, stimulated his sensitive nipples, and fondled his panty-clad penis.I like the idea of feminiz...ng a boy. If I had a son, I'd severely spank him for being rough and aggressive. Then I'd take him to my closet and encourage him to play dress up. I'd want him to get in touch with his feminine side and I'd be very loving when he did. So I was never nicer to Billy -- never more affectionate and approving -- than when he was playing dress up in. ....the DJ..put on another track...bloody... Justin Beiber...l got myself another pint.mom tapped me on the shoulder...hows my favourite son..doing.....ok mom...i said...mom..sit down...l then told her that she might just bump into dad.....fuck the cheating pig....she said...l think he,s changed?....maybe he,s had a bad run of luck....l said.are you going to buy your mother a drink or what?...l went and got mom a drink..she shouted...make it a large one.l handed her the drink...mom...l. “I’m sorry babe my phone died...” Glen spun around with a glare. “Bullshit, your phone was ringing, the messages said they were delivered so bullshit why are you lying to me?” Glen started walking over to the bed. He had put on a pair of basketball shorts but hadn’t quite made it to getting a shirt on yet. His body wasn’t unattractive he had played baseball all throughout high school. But ever since graduation he had began slacking on his workouts and his once fit body was skinnier than. The poker slid no more! She looked impaled on a huge black shaft, her cunt juices still lubing him for deeper? Masala sat up, put his huge arms around her waist, in-fact she almost vanished in his bulk. He bit her neck and tongued her cheek. one hand raised to pull her head sideways, so he could tongue her mouth! The other squeezing her little hard tits together. He pushed her down onto the rest of the bored shaft, it did the job, she fell onto it with plop! Her eyes, glazed and opened very.