Most of my older sister's clothes fit me as well. Not that I had tried any of it on yet, but my sisters claimed they couldn't wear any of their old cl...thes anymore anyway, so they gave it all to me. They and my mother all bought new clothes. My twin sister Sheila wanted me to give her my clothes, but I was reluctant at first.As the weeks went by, I noticed that there wasn't a single boy on the street anymore wearing pants. Boys' clothes had completely shifted to become what girls used to wear.. Fuck it, I thought. "I'll come, thank you Tina." Her smile became a big grin."Thanks, Jojo," she said as she stepped around the desk and hugged me. This was a novelty but a nice one and after a brief hesitation I hugged her back. "Er, you do have a valid passport, don't you?" ¡Sí, y puedo hablar un poco de Español!" I told her, recalling a line from my GCSE Spanish."What?" she asked in surprise."I said 'Yes, and I can speak a little Spanish.'" Impressive; there are hidden depths to you, Jojo my. What a sensation! It was like my tongue was a straw soaking up the wonder of his manhood. It fired an instant orgasm in me so that I felt my pants and thighs flood with the hot fluid of my own female cum. Then, as I was in a semi daze, the other girls were all over him, feeling him, stroking him, peeling back his foreskin, hefting his heavy balls, squeezing them, rolling them – some gently, some vigorously. Young Taniya, the lithe athletic girl, just wanted to slap his cock with the palm of her. My head went back as my vision flashed white. I could feel his cock repeatedly pushing against my cervix, his seed spraying almost directly into my womb. His body thrust forcefully into mine over and over, my clit mashed between us. The orgasm seized me completely, my diaphragm denying me breath.At last my son’s body collapsed on top of me. I could feel his deep, rapid heartbeat in my belly. My body relaxed and I inhaled as though I’d been held underwater. My body quivered as the orgasm.