"Thank you Ms. Hilliard," and with that he took his seat and placed hisbag on the floor.Her voice was feminine and sexy. If she were to sing she woul... surelybe characterized as having a contralto voice. In the air it rang with asultriness that Charles hadn't heard before. The girls he knew back incollege never sounded like her. No doubt that this was a mature woman;very confident and wise in her ways. He took a good look at her as shedid the same with him. Charles was nervous, but this. Edith had a new hobby, boy watching, especially when they jacked off. The faces they made when they shot juice were the best. Usually their heads were tossed back, their eyes tightly shut. She was listing and naming the expressions: happy puppy, angry boy, the man, peek-a-boo ... Papa-Bill and Ray-ray made similar faces when they fucked. Both of them called it 'making love', but her dad always left marks on her mom when they made love. To Edith, fucking was better, especially for her. I felt my climax approaching like a freight train."My I cum master," I pleaded."Yes you may sissyboi," he replied."Thank you sir," I moaned as I buried my cock balls deep in the sexy shemale's ass and released the biggest loan of cum in my entire life.I was exhausted and I collapsed onto the cot beside the transsexual."Take him over to the tub and clean the sissyboi up," Master Steven ordered Julie.Julie took my hand and led me to a Jacuzzi tub in the corner of the room as the transsexual. He wasn’t laughing. He wasn’t crowing. He wasn’t chuckling at how much fun it would be to tell the world that the strident feminist slept with her own brother.She reached for the covers and pushed them down off her head. He was just sitting on the edge of the bed, his hand stroking her back.“It’s all right,” he said again as she stared, unbelieving, into his blue eyes.The world turned again as he went on, speaking as if nothing unusual had happened at all.“Right now, you just need to.