Let me suck your hard cock!" She lifted her hips to press her pussy against his massaging hand, his palm brushing over her clit, he teased his fingers...between her pussy lips. She gasped at the ripples of pleasure from her pussy, "Oooh that feels sooo gooood...Mmmm, rub my pussy good...let me suck your cock while you rub my pussy...I want to suck you 'til you cum!" His grin widened as her words caused his engorged hard cock to throb over her, pre-cum dripped onto her neck from his swollen. In a way, she'd always known; her earliest childhoodmemories involved aprons and lace and bright yellowribbons; the innocent, dawning fantasies of atransgendered child. The knowledge had been abstractand hazy, like the blurring lens of a unfocusedcamera, but the understanding had been there allalong. Over the years, it had grown into a certainty,a conviction profound enough to bring about thereconstruction her body, her identity and ultimately,her entire being. All set in motion by a single. This strapon was so big!“Slave! Open his ass!”The slave took his cock and put it right in Phil’s ass! Phil was crying like a c***d! It was the first time he was fucked by a man!“No! Please! I beg you! Don’t do this!- Shut up, bitch! Get the cock and open your ass! - Mistress please! Oh my god! He’s cuming! No please!- What have you done slave! You cum on his ass?Bella took her crop and started to slap the slave’s face!- Come on bitch it’s your time!- No please I beg you! Noooo!Bella was behind. Roy said, “But she is your mother not biological but she raised you changed your diapers bandaged your scraped knees stood by your bed nursing you through your child hood diseases. All of these give her the right to be called your mother. This is no different than had she adopted you.”I said, “Roy you are correct this is a real interesting situation. We here all know she is my wife but as you pointed out she is also my mother.”Roy said, “Let us think this through we all need time to figure the.