When what to my wondering ears did I hear from a cave to the south, but, "Open up wide, fat boy and I'll stick this in your mouth!!"Creeping to the ed...e of a cliff there was a caveFrom which I heard a man cry out wanting to be saved!It was St Nicholas himself strapped face down ona large wooden table, arms tied down to a set of legs at one end of the table while legs he could move, yes he was able. My oh my, how his cheeks, they did glow!, and the whip in the green man’s hand said all I needed. I try to push your head away. I beg with you, "No more Brandon. Please! It's too sensitive." You stop and look up at me, my cum covering your chin. You crawl up my body leaving a path of kisses and girl cum. You stop near my ear. "Been thinking about me baby sister," you whisper in my ear. All I can do is let out a soft moan and nod. You kiss me full on the mouth, letting me taste my juices. I'm panting and moaning and start grinding my hips into you. I wrap my arms around your neck and start. I started to rub my cock against her. Up and down her slit, pushing against her pussy. MOM pulled her head back and turned around. “NO NO Bob. For God’s sake, I am your Mother. Don’t do this. What did I do to you.”I could see her eyes, the tears, the pleading as I grabbed hard onto her hips andjammed my cock inside her.I had the fat around her waist firmly in my hands as I pumped as hard as I could. Crying, Mom just let her head hang down crying her stupid head off. “STOP STOP YOU ARE. That‘s another one of my guilty secrets. I crossdress. Actually that‘s wrong. It is a secret, but I don‘t feel at all guilty about it. I love it. I‘m not entirely sure how or even when my fascination with women‘s clothing started. As a small c***d I can remember watching my mother get ready to go out. She didn‘t seem to mind me coming into her bedroom and watching her put on her makeup in her underwear. I would sit quietly on her bed as she applied her foundation, powder, eye shadow and her.