Her clit is fully erected and small drops of precum are leaking out from it while my penis rubs her prostate. I just simply love the sight of her. Her...penis is much smaller than mine and they look good together when we sometimes rub them against each others'. This time I'm not going to even touch it, I know she is able to cum without and have a real female orgasm.I know she has always wanted to be a girl. She says it's easier to find her true feminine side when being with a man. Having a manly. I scurried upstairs and silently entered Moms sewing room. She was so engrossed in her conversation she never heard my approach from behind. From only a few feet behind her I gazed with longing at her sexy calves beneath her skirt and her wide womanly hips. Inside my jeans I felt the tight uncomfortable feeling of my growing arousal. Silently I moved closer until inches separated our bodies. Slowly and with great care I placed my hands upon her hips. Mom paused for a moment in the middle of. Mark grasped my swaying breasts and squeezed them, pulled and pinched my nipples until they burned and hurt. Yet, it felt so good. I had orgasm after orgasm and I didn't want any of this rough play to stop. I loved what they were doing and I’d never felt so alive. I didn’t know I had so many nerves to be set afire.But, before too much longer, they pulled out and sat me on the edge of the bed, Jim’s mighty erection pointing at my mouth. His purple head glistened with my juices and his hole was. I won the game, I think, because the men were now worried about the vision I had just shown them. At the party that night I did the same thing and the hostess was angry with me for turning a happy party into one of gloom."Would you rather I don't let you know what will happen? Would you rather a low-ranking Communist comes into this home and throws you into the street to make room for the poor?" I had to play this game carefully, for I had much too many ifs that led to my conclusions."No, no I.