I couldn’t talk or move, but I could hear them and see them.”“Good, sweetie. Let it out,” Doug coaxed her.“There were five of them,” she c...ntinued. “There were only two in that Caddy. Damn, it was a doo-doo brown Cadillac Brougham. Why did I get in,” she sobbed.Doug moved closer and got on the bed with her. He held her in his massive arms. “Daddy’s here. You can tell me. It’s okay. You know I love you.”The super short, transgender woman sighed, “Thank you! There were five of them standing there. She loved that ring because it was loose fitting and dangled from her clit hood and it always put the tiniest of friction on her clit when she wore skirts without panties. That tiny friction would be was barely noticeable, but just enough so that it kept her clit always alive and ready for action. She had amazing natural 28D breasts who just seemed to ignore gravity. They did move around when she wasn't wearing a bra, but not overly so, just enough so people who paid attention would notice. On. I spent the next week searching my mother's room for evidence that she was a sexual person; I found the usual thongs and lingerie, but nothing else. I thought I was just imagining things. Then my mother told me she wanted help in cleaning out the basement. I spent the next two days breaking my back rearranging the basement. Late that night I noticed that my mom sneaked into the basement, so I spied on her. She moved two large boxes from the basement to her room. Jackpot, I thought to myself,. I told her I was not expecting to go swimming and did not bring a swim suit. She popped up the steps revealing her totally naked body which was decorated with perfect tan lines and a nice landing strip of hair. I got the message and by the time I had my clothes off I had a big hard-on. I slipped in the water and got a huge rush as my cock rubbed up against Cassie’s hot little body, we made out for a few minutes and she dove under the water and licked the shaft of my cock.That’s when things.