In future, this would be the only way any cock would be allowed entry to the supremely feminine portal of her womanhood.Irma Grant was slowly spoiling...the crisp white panties under her equally crisp white Head-Matron's uniform as she studied the clipboard with the details about her latest patient; Aubrey Fox-Janner. He really had been a nasty bit of work in respect of his relationships with all things feminine; his brutal treatment of the t-girl which she herself had witnessed was just the tip. When Ellen’s hand brushed across her breast Sheryl said nothing. She checked to see that the bedroom door was shut and laid down beside her daughter.“Did you like that Mommy? Did you like me kissing you?”“Of course I did. It’s nice to get a kiss from someone you love.”Ellen pressed her hand firmly against Sheryl’s breast. “Do you like me touching you?”Instead of answering Ellen, Sheryl kissed her and slipped her hand up Ellen’s pink t-shirt. Ellen is a thin girl and seldom wears her bra when at. When he was sure she understood, he talked about the Tuull and the future that the family had decided to pursue with them.By the time he had finished, questions and all, it was approaching time for the evening meal. As they entered the main quarters, a myriad of young voices called, “Mama Katie, come see!” “I needed a hug, where were you?!” She fell to her knees and scooped as many as her arms would hold, joy in her heart.Max, Sandy, and Ellie stood aside watching. Ellie offered, “It’s going to. " Yeah," I feigned a purr. "I remember how YOU are." I pressed my hips forward. Yep. One thing about it. Dude's hard. "Right here? Or in bed? An' you get better'n Brit's blowjob..."He smiled. "That's more like it. Bed, baby. I'm wantin' to pound that ass..." Oh, yeahhhh," I said. "Let's go..."I'd done EXACTLY this too many times to think about, but this time...My bed's still made, so this turd spent the night in bed with Brittany. Mind still running in overdrive, I start to peel off my jeans..