They looked at each other. She smiled as She caressed his face. He let a slight smile come to his lips. She asked, “Pleased with yourself slave?...�� “Yes Mistress… I guess.” “Well so am I… your probably thinking we’ll rest up.” He offered, “I guess Mistress, it’s up to You.” She smiled, and then Her face hardened, “Damn right it is slut, now lie down on your stomach across the cushion… I am not through with you.” She roughly pushed him down as he scrambled onto the platform. He lay down. Unlike realtranssexuals who could be themselves at least which meant embracing allaspects of their personality both male and female. Bruce thought thathe could only embrace the female. He really didn't know exactly whatbeing a girl meant so he had to pick the overly stereotypical aspects ofbeing a girl. After this realization he was sweating even more now thanhe had been a few minutes ago.When the time came to tell his parents, he was so nervous that he didn'tremember anything that he said. . Oh. Yeah. Take all the time you need. Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. I’m getting real close, C. A little bit more. Take all you can. Oh. Oh. Oh God ... I’m cummminnng ... more ... more ... one more spurt ... That was amazing C. I give you an A+ for your first blow job.”“What’s my motivation to do better in the future?”“Don’t worry. I grade on the curve.”As I looked down on her beautiful face I saw her break into the most wonderful smile I have ever seen in my life.“Should we actually wash each other,. "Nice... I... oooo... Since I first learned... OHH that's nice. Can I... can we do it mom?"I couldn't stand the desire anymore. I threw the blanket off our naked bodies. Eagerly my hand raced right back onto the boy's thick cock. I wanted to put it in my mouth. I wanted to show him how good I was with my mouth, as any good mother has to do to her lovely son. I talked on my son's quivering belly as I kissed my way downward on the baby-soft skin. At the same time, my fingers continued working on.