A work of transgender fiction, contains depictions of sex and black mail,if you are offended or too young, do not read on.***Kelly opened the door to ...heir home. She took a deep breath "he'll belooking at porn again" she thought grimly. "Am I not enough for him? Ireally can't understand why he looks at all those other women, all thosesluts! Chin up, tits out, you can do this'.Kelly pushed open the door, home slightly earlier than normal from thepole dancing class. The house was a mess as usual.. I'm not sure if Kelly was so drunk that she didn't know I was there, or she didn't care. I have a feeling she just didn't care, because she was way too coordinated to be black that drunk. She and my wife took turns licking and and kissing eachother, their hands were every where including inside of each other. They even scissored, yes, it's a real thing and it's beautiful. They went at it for what seemed like an hour or more. Kelly never made eye contact with me, and my wife hardly did either.. I decided to search for my name within the diary. She revealed having a crush on me, which definitely was flattering. It wasnt what she was saying, but how she said it, her writing was blunt and graphic. It was a far discord from the girl I knew in person. The line that really stuck out was God, Mr Jones makes my pussy so wet, and I bet he doesnt even know it. I decided not to bring it up to her in person, but I bookmarked the page so I could see if anything else was being written. I became. " Mom!” I shouted. I was so ashamed."Don't be ashamed Danny. It’s quite normal at your age. “When did you find those mags? I said."About a week ago. Son they were quality magazines. The girls were gorgeous. And I must admit I myself looked at those magnificent breasts. They were really nice. Although these, are bigger than those tits." She said as she pointed at her tits with her eyes. I had an instant hard on when I heard my mom said those words.After that my mom turned back and swam to the.