My red bottom was really stinging now.He pulled me up and sat me on the bed pulling my head back the other guy open my mouth with his fingers and then...then funnel was pushed into my mouth. I struggled but Ben held me still as my still warm piss was poured into my mouth.I spluttered and dribbled I could feel the pee flooding my throat and some pouring out of my mouth and onto my satin dress. They seemed to be enjoying the view of this slutty tranny being covered in her own piss.Ben removed the. She motioned to the girl,who came forward and said, "I'm Jean." (I'm spelling it thatway, because that's how his mother spelled it and how I've cometo think of him.)Well, as you can imagine, I was shocked. But fascinated, and notput off by his appearance. His mother explained to me about thepractice of petticoating boys to keep them docile. Gene had beena holy terror until she decided to try petticoating him aboutthree years ago. "It was a terrible tussle the first time," shesaid, "but a. ‘Bah. Enough of this women’s talk. Iris!’ Iris stormed into the room hands on her hips and glared at Henry. ‘ ‘Twill be done when it’s done, your royal highness.’ With that she spun on her heel and disappeared back into the kitchen. ‘She seems cross with you, Henry. Twas not love I saw shinning in her eyes. Twas murder.’ Cien and Henry both shouted with laughter. ‘I need to be seeing to things outside.’ Cien picked himself up and headed out to the stables from the kitchen. Henry’s laughter was. I opened the file to find that it was my story, and I started to read when i noticed that Selma had got up from her seat and gone probably to the rest room. Actually she was watching me from afar was what she later confided in me. I was stunned to see that the story was mine but was edited and more stuff added, I got to know that my idiot son did not give her much in terms of oral pleasure , but got it from her. In that story she had mentioned how much she had wanted me from the beginning and.