I started with telling him that I'd had some plastic surgery onmy face and that I'd had some breast augmentation. None of this seemedto faze him so I ...ontinued. "Ray, I don't know any other way to tell youthis so I'm just going to say it. Ray I was born a boy." I expected himto get up and leave. He sat and stared. "I don't believe you." he said."Ray its true. I have pictures. Do you want to see them?" He just staredat me. So I went in my bedroom and pulled out a box of pics that I hadthrown in. Then the fun began, Jacob was first because he was the man of the house, he got on top of her and put her legs on his shoulders, I made my way in there and put my dick in her mouth, I made her deep throat my black monster while her son pounded his white dick inside her. Jacob was taking his time and fucking his mom like she was a street whore pounding her tight pussy and calling her nasty bitches telling her that he would fill her hot pussy up with a huge load of cum. Susan told her son that. Now that she had a companion willing to participate, the brunette decided to make the best of it.That meant getting the bookkeeping done first. Marsha pushed Curly away with kind words: promises of better things to come if he just let her finish. Locking her knees together and ignoring the dog's whining pleas, she finished the chores at hand as best she could.She had a headache when she put the last of the paid bills into the stack for the post office and the adding machine in its drawer. A. It was at the end of another videotape, as some kind of advertisement, I guess. I remember being so turned on, watching those guys together sucking and fucking, that my little cock almost ripped through my jeans. But I was also feeling really confused and kind of guilty about enjoying it. I didn't know or even understand my reactions, but the seeds of experimentation had been sown, and they stuck with me as I grew older. Afterward, when I watched straight heterosexual porn, I realized that.