I slipped his cock from my mouth and smiled at him. ‘Don’t stop!’ he cried. With a wicked glint in my eye I straddled him. ‘No, stop, I haven�...�t got a condom on’ ‘Don’t worry’ I replied ‘I have, well sort of.’ ‘Eh?’ he said with a puzzled look. ‘I have a femmi-dom in me’ I explained ‘It is the female condom’ A look of relief crossed his face and two seconds later I was feeding the first real cock into my boy pussy. After all the dildos I have played with while fantasising, nothing compared to. I started fucking myself harder and stroking faster and smiled back at them. We sat through the long light for 2 or 3 minutes as I stroked and squeezed precum out the head of my cock for them to see. My girlfriend leaned over from the driver’s seat and engulfed my cock with her mouth, throating it several times before coming up and giving the girls a thumbs up. They signaled back and when the light changed, they kept time with us as we drove and motioned for us to pull over. My girlfriend. He also boughtpasties, to hide his nipples.His mom tossed a few packages of briefs and six more bras onto thecounter at checkout. Two of them were running bras. "Let it ride," shesaid, when Kinny started to object."Did we learn anything today?" Linda asked as they drove home."Yeah. I'm never drinking coffee again." Right." She pat his arm. "Not what I was looking for, but thatworks." When they got home, she took Kinny to her room. She pulledclothes from the closet and tossed them on her bed.. I guess you could say that because of her, he became bi. As a child, after mom had died, I would ask, "Dad? Why do you dress as a girl?"He would reply, "I've always dressed as a girl, I stopped for your mother." I would than ask, "Why did you marry mommy when you only liked guys?" He would smile and say I'd understand when I was older. I'm 19 now, and I do understand. I've seen pictures of my mom, and she was pretty, I admit. I have very faint memories of her because she died when I was three,.