Daddy started moving his rod faster, he was jiggling the bed, I had to grab a hold of mommys breast, so I could stay latched on the nipple. Mommy work...d her fingers through my hair, telling me she was so proud of me, that I was now her big girl. I could hear her moaning and breathing heavier, then I felt daddy moving my cleaner in my bottom, moving the tip of it around and round. The faster he went, the more it hurt. I tried to tilt my hips more toward mommys belly, thinking daddy wont be able. Because I don’t want to lose the relationship with their family especially I don’t want lose her for any reason.When I was babysitting her boy, I use to spy on her undergarments. I never done this to any one even though I had my sexy sister in my own house, she also looks like her but my aunty is little darker (not that dark) than my sis. My habit goes for months.Here come the changes in my life, I still remember that incident happened when I was in 12th leave.That day morning, I played cricket. Wearing a shirt like this turns me on. It used to never be a thought. But that was before where the story of my past picks up. A button down shirt fetish wasn't something I ever heard of before I moved in with the person I mentioned in my first entry. His name is Scynthan. He's 6 foot 5 and has a decently slender body. He has a 7 inch penis too. Just perfect for me. When I first walked into his place, he placed a blindfold on me, unbuttoned my shirt, dropped my shorts and told me to step out of. He took a breath andwalked in the main doors praying that he wouldn't be eaten alive by hisboss....and of course....there was his boss waiting for him."Chris...I understand you had the flu or whatever crap but this can'thappen anymo---" His eyes finally took stock of Chris. There before himstood a different Chris."Chris....you alright? Are you going through some *ahem* changes?"as humiliating as it was, Chris was forced to tell his boss that he wasbeginning the transition to becoming a.