Not about a boy and her butof a slightly older woman. Divorced but with a young child who Tess helpcare for, Cathy was instrumental when Tess was 15, ...inding and buyingher the hormones that started the changes Tess desired. She also helpedtrain Tess about beauty care and makeup. Tess had worn her hair quitelong but it was a mess and Cathy brought her to a salon that helpedrepair and shape her hair while still easily converted with a band to aboy's style.Their relationship became sexual when. I loved that feeling. He tore at my bra and threw it aside. He kissed my mouth one last time, then down my neck, and then on to my bare breast. I squirmed as he took both my breasts in his hands and start kissing my already hard nipples. He love teasing them, I cant say I minded. He bit down and I moan in pure excitement. He was already hard and there were no need for this foreplay anymore so I climbed on top. I pushed him on his back and climbed on top of his dick and rammed myself down again. I finished beating my hand job and went back to my place in the bar before they realized my presence.She came back to my side pretending nothing had happened, I found it very funny because the guy had cum her twice, I was amazed that I had a certain envy her, I wondered he sticking his dick in my ass, I'd love that to happen ... I looked at him, he now looked away to outwit the two did not know that their secret was now also my secret...Since that day I knew that my wife was a nice, slut whore. . to a robot. My mother went away for a three day weekend, and left me alone. Alone except for her personal service robot. Though my mother would have never mentioned it, I knew that "personal service" meant more than cooking and cleaning, and I was determined to try it out.It may seem odd to you to hear this, but ever since I found out what the true capabilities of the robot was it seemed so erotic to me. I would have dreams of strong, robotic men stuffing my pussy. It got me so hot.I had.