No more foreplay, come here."I rolled over, just because it was quick and easy. I looked over one side of the bed ... Nope. It was on the other side, ...n the floor and I grabbed the pillow Shadow had fucked me on the night before. He licked my thighs and I kicked at the ticklish sensation. I lifted my tummy and hips, and the pillow was still damp, ripe with the smell of our recent sex, too. I'd have to wash it, but not right then. I wedged it underneath my hips and shifted my body into a. We sit in silence a few more minutes.She finally breaks. "I can't wait anymore, fuck it." She says. She undoes her seat belt and dives over the center console, getting on top of me. She kisses me. I undo my seat belt as well and recline in the passenger seat of the car. The sun had set. It was dark. I take off her sports bra, letting the two toned beauties emerge. B Breasts, perfect about for me. I break our kiss and peck at her ears and neck, giving her nipples playing tugs and twists (she. He slid over to mom, wrapping his arms around her.“Oh yeah” she said, “First you fuck Kate, then you fuck your daughter, and only after you’ve satisfied yourself with them, then you come to me”I thought they were about to start a huge fight, that mom regretted what had happened, that dad had gone too far. Was it me, was I the step too far. I waited for something to happen, for an explosion, for the food or plates to go flying across the kitchen. Would mom hit him, throw something at him?Dad. It was the moment that I realized that myurges were not just unusual, they were wrong. My father was quiteinsistent on that, as was my mother when she was called in to see me.My father said that if I wanted to be a girl, he'd let me. He kept me inmy sister's dress and grabbed my mother's makeup. He swiped my mother'sred lipstick on my lips as tears ran down my cheeks.He pulled me outside in the dress with the Robert Smith-esque smearedlipstick on my face. I remember the laughter of the other.