White semen leaked and dripped from her newly opened asshole.Santa rose, put his pipe away, and sauntered casually in front of her. Her head stayed hu...bly down. Settling ponderously on a nearby blue hassock, he ungently yanked her blonde scalp up straining her neck and compelling her bound ankles to bend forward despite the pain and dreadful body tension. He disengaged her ball gag and panties even as she reluctantly focused on her next filthy duty, a monstrous dick smelly and stained with her. My first real sexual experience would be with a boy, when I stayed over at his house one weekend night the following spring.Shawn was my best friend and we'd been hanging out all year. Like me, he was skinny, geeky, slightly odd looking, not part of the "in" crowd in my small town school, which my family had transplanted me to after a few rapid-succession moves.We'd slept at each others' homes a couple of times before and I had fantasized (and, yes, masturbated) to the thought of the two us. As I was about to come she twirled to face me to was and rinse my cock thoroughly; as we are both nurses personal hygiene is paramount. She sucked my with deep throated pleasures until I started to come and she held my throbbing cock down her gullet. Drying one another off continued the first sexual experience for both of us in many months. I couldn't help but sliding my thumb into Peggy's pussy as I tended to dry her crotch region thoroughly; a lost cause as it will maintain a well. I love the attention I'm getting from Mother. Ilove the attention I'm getting from all the girls at school and atchurch. They've accepted me as one of their own. It couldn't work withmore than one guy in the community, you know that. No, I'm not going tohave a sex change, or take t-blockers or estrogen pills. Believe me,Mother wants me to. Right now, I'm having a mother/daughter relationshipthat boys just don't get to experience. It makes Mother extremely happy.She can talk to me about things.