She did not look embarrassed to be caught in the act of staring and I was starting to feel awkward with her just staring at me. My thoughts started dr...fted to her breasts and again, and then started travel down her body to what her body held between her legs. Once again, I shook the thoughts out of my head and we started talking again. Our food came, we ate in almost complete silence, and when we were finished, she paid the bill telling me it was her treat. I was invited back to her place for. As they dressed, Carol asked.“What are we going to do about our sons?”“Fuck ‘em!”“Is that literal or…..”“Well,” Ruth said with a smirk. “I think we both like a bit of man-meat but one thing I do know, Carol, is that now we’ve done this, I don’t want it to stop.”Carol looked to her friend and smiled at the slightly anxious expression. She moved to her and took her face in her hands and kissed her.“Neither do I. I’ve always thought you were the sexiest woman I’ve ever met and I wish I had your. "So he likes me to talk a little dirty?" She said to herself. Will was not only enjoying the feeling of his daughter's small hands expertly working his thick, hard shaft, but he could feel her pert, firm breasts pressing into his back. Inner turmoil raged through him, but as Vikki started pushing him back onto the bed he felt himself succumbing once again.As he lay there Vikki stood next to the bed and peeled off her small t-shirt. Her nipples were already hard and Will had to stare as her. And they hated Trump. They believed that there was no such thing as gender. I was born Asher Johnson. Yes I was born a male. It was around my 4th birthday when all of my c***dhood friends were girls, it was just our neighborhood. So obviously if I wanted to play I had to play what they did. My parents assumed I was supposed to be a girl and legally changed my name to Luna. They threw all my boy stuff out and made me dress as a girl. Luckily I wasn’t old enough to remember much. I was ridiculed.