.. don't cum!" "...*gulg*...m-mom...You gotta stop, m-m-mom!" he growled. "Oh, please don't cum," she continued to beg, moaning over and over, her han... jacking faster and with more urgency on the stiff boner, which jutted so obscenely from his opened zipper that it made her weak just to look at it. Pre-jit leaked out copiously, almost shooting out, and coated her hand as she slid it fluidly up and down over the aching head. Donna's eyes seemed vacant as she stared at her son,s cock, her fist. But now quite a number of women knew that I likedto dress as a girl. And several of them had seen me performing oral sexon my cock dildo, dressed in a maid's uniform that showed off my knickersand the outline of my sissy cock inside them. And now my former girl-friend had seen me dressed in a skirt - and seemed to approve.I went to the supermarket again on Saturday, although this time in myouter boy clothes. Alice wasn't there.On Monday morning I couldn't wear my usual workday bra because it. Was it possible that Clarkhad somehow been Superboy's friend? But if that was truethen Clark would know the details of why Superboy had leftand never come back, which was the greatest untold story inthe world and one Clark had never written.Just before quitting time Lois, arguably the Daily Planet'sbest investigative reporter and definitely one of the bestinvestigative reporters in the world came up with anexplanation. It covered why Clark was Supergirl's bestfriend, why he only saw her in. .."Now I am going to fuck you, right up your tight little ass," she said enthusiastically.She began to rub her fingers over my asshole, I anticipated one or more of them to enter my ass, but they never came."Oh I think this is going to hurt you, but oh well, you want it that way," she simply stated.I could feel one of her hands on my right ass cheek, spreading it, and I felt the dildo press up against my ass. Immediately I arched my back away from the dick. No. I was not ready for this. I could.