Durringall that time I put up a wall and for those years I felt that the wall wasweakening. When the wall finnally broke I tried to go to my parents f...rhelp. Now the result of that meeting was in no way thear fault. I was for allintents and purposes thinking "girl" and was allways quite a bit dramaticand they thought that I was "acting" just to get attention. I feltheartbroken that they didn't see that I was actually telling them, ortrying to tell them my plight of being transgender. I blame. I made my way towards you as you wiggled your ass teasingly. "Tell me. Does the reflection of my ass in the water make it look fat?" you laughed looking over your shoulder. As I reached you, you turned to kiss me. My hands found every sensuous curve and cavity on your body. As our lips parted, you resumed your position. Then you spread your legs wide, inviting me to come play.Spreading your cheeks with both thumbs, I forced my tongue between your lips, flickering up and down your swollen clit.. It still hurt but my arousal was overpowering. Soon all three of us came together. Three loads had been shot directly down my throat into my stomach and I had received three in my ass. Now I could rest . . . I thought."Good girl," my Father said. This unexpected praise filled me with gratitude."Now to finish the first part of your Birthday celebrations."My restraints were removed and my wrists and ankles were rubbed to get the circulation back. I was so thankful for this attention that my cunt. Our first two hours were mostly a slow trip to the end of the plateau. The tunnel was wide enough for us to travel three abreast and we trotted most of the way. Near the beginning of the tunnel there was a place to peel off to the right toward the original bridge down, but we didn't take it.About half way there was another intersection leading across toward the original bridge and when we got to the end there was another tunnel leading back toward the original bridge down again. We also had a.