His cock pressed against her belly, half-soft but feeling wonderful. "They can't let go of each other, and we had a lot to do with it. Now we'll all l...ve together, but even better than before, because I can fuck mom and dad can screw you, and we can do it right out in the open." She kissed him when his mouth got near enough. "Isn't it wonderful, and to think none of it might ever have happened, if I hadn't caught you jacking off that night." He said, "Can I leave you for a few minutes? Look. Fancesca and Francine are not the only people whohave been in my underwear drawer are they?"Shit she knew about my secret crossdressing!Frances went off to dress Francine whilst I had a shave.Frances told Francine not to be scared. "If you want to become a womanas much as Francesca does, you will have to wait like Francesca untilyou are 18 years old. If you are just a transvestite that is okay toobut until you each get to 18 you can only be transvestites." Thank you Mummy," said Francine.Then. Semen shot yards into open mouths. He clicked a sound file and heard the crack of leather meeting bum cheek.Greg opened his legs wider still and got ready for the tingling feeling he had started to associate with sex. At school he sat at the back of the class next to a boy who had asked him "whether he had started wanking yet", and he had learned pretty quickly that the amazing sensation he could get when squeezing his prick against his thigh with his hand could be made even better by rubbing. “I really think that’s something you can handle yourself,” she asserted. Three days later, on a Saturday morning, she was staggering down the hall to the bathroom in her robe when she walked in on him taking his usual morning pee. He’d left the door open, not unlike usual, so she leaned against the open door’s frame and just patiently and quietly waited for him to do his business. He glanced over at her as he pulled the front of his underwear down and flipped his dick out…and he didn’t seem.