After all, mom would get older and I would start having problems of her own. I on the other hand would eventually find a "normal" girl friend and sett...e down somewhere down the future. That left the question hanging about "us".Both of us knew this implicitly but never discussed it openly for the fear of jinxing the whole thing. We loved each other so much, we were petrified of what would happen if things started breaking down between us. After all, she was my first love and I, her only real one. Thathonour happens to be mine and all because I had a suspicion that someonehad been in by clothes cupboards and drawers.Now John and I are not that far apart age wise which meant we werepretty well the same size, with John being just a little taller. Thislittle fact meant we could trade clothes if we had so wished. I admit to'borrowing' a couple of his funky sci-fi themed t-shirts.But I suppose that could have led to his sojourn into cross-dressing.Even today I am unsure as to when John. No Mummy!” he squeaked, thrilling her. She freed him, forcing his panties down around his thighs, cupping his balls in one delighted hand. She moaned into his ear & gently stroked his cock. “So tiny!” she cooed, “Mummy’s Baby has such a tiny cock. Mummy’s going to have to stroke it for you!” The boy whimpered again. “Do you ever stroke this worthless worm Baby? Hmm?” she asked him, “Do you lay in bed at night sniffing my soiled panties & rubbing your sissy stub?” “Yes Mummy I love your smelly. Her name is Natalia Shrestha. I've been going to her for about 5 years. I get so horny the minute she walks into the exam room. I look at her and fantasize about her laying back on the exam table and licking her sexy cunt and asshole. Anyway, I went to her once with a possible "yeast infection" I really didn't have one, i just wanted her to look at my pussy. Little did i know, all that was required was for me to pee in a cup and send it to the lab. That really sucked. Hereing that, i had to.