Tonight she was going to have fun. John found Brianna in her room coloring a book. ‘Hey there.’ Brianna looked up and stepped into a hug. John pul...ed back and looked at her as he handed her another carnation he had tucked away. Her smile was the very image of her mothers. ‘Tonight you and I have a mission. It’s very important so listen up.’ Brianna’s eyes sharpened in attention. John was beginning to wonder just how precocious the little girl was. ‘Your mom doesn’t have all that much fun, does. I clicked the remote and lowered the room lighting before returning to him, rubbing his back and shoulders.“Are you okay, baby?” I asked worriedly. I hated seeing him in pain.“I don’t know,” he groaned. “The front of my head feels like it’s pulsing. I think I should just take a pill and go to bed. I’m so sorry, Mom,” he whimpered. “I wish this didn’t happen so much.” “We’ll get through it, baby. You can make it up to me later.” That was my pussy talking. “Let’s get you in the shower and. I'd written it off as some kindof weird phase, an illness almost. I'd weaned myself away from it like adrug addiction ? convinced that it was something too fucked up tocontinue participating in. I'd never spoken about it, shared it, oranalysed it.I searched through a couple of similar articles, and, low and behold,most of these sites had crossdressing listed in a similar position.Number 8. Number 6. Apparently it was a thing. People did this in 2017.My dick began to stiffen at the thought.. His heart sped up its rhythmic pumping, his lust sunk to the bottom of his stomach, like a heavy boulder it exerted an almost painful pressure against the base of his spear.He leaned closer until he could inhale the familiar smell of her, the sweetness of her sweat, the remnants of the perfume and the faint smell of mild tobacco still lingering on her.Her auburn hair was lying in a disorganized and tangled mess, yet it managed to perfectly frame her restful face. Stacy's almost translucently.