"Dad had a puzzled look for a moment but he said as he turned to look back at the box, "I am going to ask Carol, to marry me."MJ's Mom is name Carol. ...bout couple of weeks ago, she asked if I would start calling her Mom. I did not really mind, but I guess it was a big hint to my Dad. Once I finished eating mouthful of cereal, I asked, "Would it still be all right if I married MJ?”I think that got Dad’s attention, his mind definitely was not in the room before. With a shocked expression Dad. I explored every moist fold before sliding my fingers inside her. She let go of the control with one hand to undo one side of her bikini bottoms while I used my free hand to undo the other. I felt her melt away for a brief minute before she tried to free my throbbing cock from the shorts. She gave up faster than I expected however she did and allowed me to continue to massage her wet pussy. She came up with a new plan and spun herself around much more confidently exposing her bare pussy to me. As for being a transvestite, well, the simple fact is that I dont get anysexual charge from women's clothes. None. they are just what a womanwears, so that's what I wear.To further that point, its not about the clothes.I wear pants and a shirt most days. Dresses and skirts are saved forspecial occasions - just like most women my age. Yes, there are times whenI want to be more feminine, but I'm a practical woman , and so end up incomfortable, durable clothes. And as for underwear, that's even. There is a point where the line between pain and pleasure blur, and another orgasm would be torture. I remember begging him to stop when he applied the vibrator to my now too sensitive clit. Spasms, struggling, screaming as I could no longer make any juice, a violent excruciating orgasm that left me sweat drenched and exhausted. Limp and totally spent, it was as this point that he chose to finally fill my cunt with his cock. Too weak to move, I helplessly felt my insides rearranged and pussy.