I don't know what I had been expecting, but it wasn't this. Myfather had changed from indignant to frightened, and I was beginning tobecome frightened...myself.Then the Judge was silent. In fact, the entire courtroom was silent. Myfather just stood there with a tired, defeated look on his face."And now for you, Mr. Martin Brubaker, Junior." I felt my blood suddenlyrun cold. "You have not had a chance to follow your father's path toselfishness and vanity. There may, in fact, be hope for you. My. I took breaks and grinded on him, feeling my large clit grab and rub against his stomach. When I started bouncing again, the feeling that I loved, my tits flying around began anew. The pain from their quick movement and slapping against my stomach pushed me over the top. As my orgasm built, I leaned back, and with the last smack down on him, I erupted. My juices shot out of my pussy. The arch of the fluid reached his face and with the second and third shot, I soaked his chest. I leaned forward. Startled by the intrusion, she jumped to her feet, almost knocking the body in front of her off his feet. Fully awake now, she realized he is here. ‘Hi, baby.’ ‘Hello Cowboy,’ she whispered, touching his cheek with returned delicate kiss. ‘Welcome to our world.’ ‘Hmmm, thank you sweets. Good to be back.’ Enveloping me close to you, sealing our hug with a soft kiss on the top of my head, we were standing close. Hands holding hands, fingers entwined as naturally as a clinging vine entwines a. I turned to see herexamining her own hand. "Oh yeah, my index finger's longer than the ringfinger. Cool." I'm not sure exactly why, but I found that little'genetic test' quite depressing. Maybe I didn't like having any moreevidence of my real sex, especially after what had transpired that day.Mrs. Thomas continued, "Actually, that test isn't a hundred percent. Buttwo or three times I've seen a woman that I suspected was really a man.I'd take a look at her hands, and sure enough, bingo!"Kath.