Could her son be one of those? She wasn't crazyabout her son being a transvestite and prayed if he was into women'sclothes she would rather he be tra...sgender where he could be a realwoman. But she loved him more than life itself. She would support andeven encourage him at whatever lifestyle he chose. As long as he washappy.She had no idea how boys thought or acted. But if her female intuitionwas correct, her son had a girlie side. She knew that was not sociallyacceptable but if that made. She just waited for the next cock to be shoved into her hole. Rob stood in front of her. "Look here slut." My wife raised her head and looked at the hard cock in front of her. "You want this in your cunt don't you?" "Yes Rob. Fuck me. I'm your slut. I need you to fuck me." I wasn't surprised to see Ed undressing in preparation for his turn. As soon as Rob finished dumping his load of cum in my wife's cunt Ed took over and banged her sloppy pussy. Susan came over and sat down next to me. "It's. When she sat down on the bed her skirt rode up a little and I could see the light tan part that covers her crotch of her pantyhose. My dick was now aching, and I had to adjust myself as not to cry out in pain. My watch hit my buckle and I thought she heard this, but she seemed not to notice. Mrs. Gray got up and walked over to her door. I thought she was leaving, but I heard her lock the door and walk over to her chest of drawers. She bent over in such a way or maybe she just hiked her skirt up. Tracy picked up the phone and said, "You were told to wait. As youalready figured out, you are trapped. Now sit back down and wait likeyou were told."Click! She hung up the phone and it promptly went dead. Scared to death, I ran to the door and it wouldn't budge. Next, I wentto the window and found that it would not open. The concept that I wasindeed trapped finally dawned on me. I sat down and resigned myself towhatever fate that Tracy had in mind.It was well after midnight before the.