As I hustled everyone inside the house all the comotion must have woke up my son because he was fussing.When I got back to the room he was standing in...his crib and wide awake and mad that I wasn't in there when he woke up. I picked him up and went back into the living room where everyone else had gathered. My sister called to say that she was working late then going to her friends house for the night. That was fine with me because we didnt get alone and she didn't like my brothers girlfriend.. “I’m sorry daddy. I love you, and I’m sorry.” She moaned out softly as he smacked her the final time.He got her on the bed on her hands and knees, as she looked back at him. His hard cock leading the way.“Where is your lube baby girl?” He asked, and she pointed to a drawer on her dresser.He went and got it out, and joined her on the bed. He licked over her ass hole, and she tasted sweet, like sweat and pussy juice mixed with honey. He loved it, so he licked more, working his tongue into her ass. Lusty Swellcock, a fetish loving transsexual prostitute. I walked around frustrated for years about my sexuality, sex in general and basically who I was. I had fucked a bunch of girls in my younger days but that had dried up as I requested stranger and stranger things from them to get myself off. I clearly remember a girl telling me to fuck off because I wanted her to piss in my mouth. After that I fucked my way through half of Adelaide’s gay community plus a fair few of the straight boys too.. Many times over the next ten years I wish I had let it bother me more. It might have saved us a lot of heartache... well, heart break, really.After about four months of dating we finally were intimate. I was hesitant for some reason. I had no reason to be but something was telling me to go slow. When it happened it wasn't planned or anything, it just... happened.Jerry was over at my apartment — it was close to Shawnee Mission North High School — for dinner. He had brought a couple bottles of.