Mom was more uncomfortable, and eventually said, "I'm not sure that's a very suitable dress for a 13-year old girl."I resisted the temptation to point...out that it sure wasn't a suitable dress for a 13-year old boy. I've learned that Mom tends not to appreciate comments like that.Carol IMMEDIATELY retorted, indicating that she'd prepared for Mom's comment, "I never dressed like this when I was just a 13-year old girl, but now I'm also Mark's wife and this is a suitable dress for a newlywed and. The next time she was free she agreed to come straight over to my place.A knock on the door made my heart race and pulse quicken. I knew it was Kasey. I knew it was my sweet little, fuckable Kasey. I opened the door and saw her standing there, leaning to one side with her hand on her hip. “So fucking sexy!” I thought to myself. Wearing a skin tight dress and heels, she looked amazing. I mean, I knew she was a boy but she had to be the hottest “Trap” or “CD” or “Femboy” or whatever you want to. Brandon became Brenda.And Brenda needed that equally big cock inside of her now.The first thrust of the dick inside of her was an incredible feeling,breaking the hymen in one amazing blow. The night went on and on, thrustafter thrust, my body electric with the feelings of new womanhood.Brittany was there to guide her along all night, using her manhood as atool to ease the journey. And when Brittany finally came, finally spewedthat next load of hot semen into my waiting cunt, I tightened my. I’m still not sure what happened, and therefore I’m not sure if it will happen again or if I can stop it from happening again or if I should want it to happen again.”“But that upsets you, and I didn’t understand. I’m sorry, Lover. So, let me ask you a question. You have never said that you wanted to know if the babies were boys or girls, right?”“Right.”“Why?” Lynn looked at me with her eyebrows just about as high as she could set them.“I don’t know. I guess it’s the joy of the surprise. I mean.