”Dad had Mom get Bethany and I and take us to the living room where he was drinking a beer.Dad looked right at me and said, “Your mother thinks th...t you want to fuck your sister…Bethany said, “No way!”Dad continued, “but she is too young. However, you can fuck your mother if you want too. I don’t mind. Really!”I looked at Mom and she was smiling. Her nipples were hard, her slit was dripping, and her breasts were heaving with every breath.I stood there as Bethany said, “Dad you’re really going. My husband withdraws his cock from her pussy and we roll her over onto her back. We let her rest for a minute while my husband fucks my mouth with his drenched cock. He tastes so good and for a moment I think he is going to shoot right down my throat, instead he just pulls back and smiles. I should have known he wouldn’t want to come yet. I roll over to her and start licking her lips and thrusting my tongue in her mouth so that she can taste herself. She moans into my mouth and starts moving. As two loving, married, and sexual people we had let ourselves actually enjoy what was probably the most trusting and erotic sexual experience a loving couple could ever have together. We showered, dressed, and went and had a relaxing lunch by the water. I tried to get some details but she would only give me 'tidbits' and would tell me that 'later' we can talk. She would blush so sweetly when I would try to bring anything up about last night. She told me that she still felt a little guilty. I was an inspiration to himand many others that were transgendered. In fact, everyone at school wasso nice to me. Some said I was a good role model. They suddenly forgotabout me teasing Clint and considered me a role model! The problem is thatI had no control over what the boy on TV said or done.When I came home, mum was in an excited mood. She told me she saw theinterview and wanted to support me. My bedroom was the same, but the boysheets were now girl sheets, and I had girlish posters and.