My mother wasusually too busy to pay me much attention but she did love me.Anyway, early on in my life I showed the signs of having gender issues.I al...ays wanted to play with dolls and would beg my parents for them. Myfather would never get them for me. I guess that's where my resentmentfor my father started. I also always wanted to dress up as a girl ofsome kind for Halloween. I never got that either. My father would yellat me to "man up" and stop being such a "sissy". My mother would. "Make it all slick honey, and then press it in gently." He heard his mother say as he kissed her anus.He covered her asshole in saliva and reached around cupping some of her nectar rubbing that into her asshole, some of his cum dribbled from her pussy, he also applied that to her tight brown hole.Bringing his hard cock to her hole he pressed lightly, she pressed backwards and his cock slipped in. She gently rocked back as his stiff cock inch by hard inch slipped into her swallowing hole. He. . hadn’t heard that door slam ... hadn’t waited for her to say something, or do something. He had made the same mistake that most men make, at one time or another in their lives. He thought he knew what was in a woman’s mind, if not her heart.But what happened when he tried to joke didn’t fit with the circumstances. Mary got up first, and just stood, looking down at him. She had a look that was startlingly like pity on her face. Bev stood up on the opposite side of the bed. As the two of them. ”“I think they’d be beautiful,” Maddi relished. Her slick, wet fingers traced delicate patterns in the lotion. “These subtle reminders of your womanhood, of me, and our child. I’m kinda envious.” Maddi’s thumb pressed deep into Savannah’s thigh. The girl moaned as her muscle tensed and relaxed.“That was the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard.” Savannah choked back a tear. She flipped around and hovered near Maddi’s crotch. “I think you’ve earned something special.” Savannah opened her mouth and.