? He looked so serious for such a young boy. Then he looked her upand down. ?Gosh you look so pretty Mummy.? She blushed even more. Itwas Mister Arnol... that answered as he brought the box out of the car.?Yes she does doesn?t she......ah ummm?? He paused for theintroduction. ?This is my son Peter Mister Arnold. Peter say hello tomy boss Mister Arnold.? Peter smiled at the big man. ?Hello.? His voicewas cute and innocent, just as he had hoped and he smiled back at theboy. ?But your Mummy didn?t. I tentatively opened my lips a little and touched hers with my tongue. When I did that Molly pulled back a little and I could see her eyes tearing up. "Molly, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to be so forward..." "No Kevin, it's not you, there's something I have to tell you before we go any further. I really like you and can tell you really like me, but there's something about me you need to know." She proceeded to tell me that she was a male to female transsexual. That she'd grown up as a man,. Was one of those types that could barely stand having a boy touch their ass, much less actually putting their cock anywhere near it. I made a couple of trips down to the railroad depot that summer to get the fetish out of my mind. Just past the track, there was a line of “torpedo” shacks built for the factory workers. Of course, the factory was closed now, but the owners were up somewhere in Canada and they allowed the former tenants to use the property as long as they maintained the grounds. .. I want to feel you..."I leaned over her, wanting to feel those delightful little tits in my hands as I pushed into her. Jennifer moaned lightly as I tweaked her nipples. After another minute or two of this, I gasped into her ear, "I'm coming now!" Rhythmic shudders passed through me as I came inside her. Jennifer was murmuring encouragement to me. My arms were wrapped around her so tightly that it must have been rather uncomfortable, but she made no complaint. We clung together for a few.