I turn and see momma rolling her eyes at me listening to me whine. "Jimmy bea big BOY and don't look up your little sisters dress even though I waspic...ing HER up and everyone seen Barry's pretty panties." Miley starts tostare and look at mommy, but before she can correct her. "Oh excuse me;Carrie has pretty panties my bad." Momma smiles at little Miley. Mommareaches over and buckles my safety belt before I can."Momma I am not a baby even though those nuns dressed me like a little girlin my. “Make love to me Jeff.”I moved my hips and tried to find the spot. She giggled and reached down and took my cock and guided me to her pussy. She used her hand to move my cock up and down her slit. Then she placed it at her entrance and pulled me to her. When she removed her hand, I pushed all the way in. We both gasped as we joined. She was so tight. Her pussy fit like a glove one size too small. I held still, allowing both of us to get use to the joining. “Are you okay?”She nodded. I noticed. That began my slowjourney into femininity as I along with other girls and boys like me hadour very own Sunday School Department and even our very own Pastor:Robyn Leslie Stewart.Pastor Robyn Leslie Stewart was intersexed: was androgynous inappearance, but chose to dress as a woman when she became our Pastor andset up the Open Door LBGT Counseling Center. It was under her leadershipthat the community chose to have the Miss Perfect Beauty Pageant. TheMiss Perfect Beauty Pageant was designed to. I was watching my cock thrusting in and out of the lovely cunt of this total hotty two-doors down. It wasn't reality t.v.--this was me, on my own street, no cameras involved.As I played, I began to realize that this position wasn't particularly orgasmic for Emily. She was rewarding me. But, really, the only reward I wanted was her juices trickling down my thighs. I enjoyed the position for awhile, but when I started feeling serious, I pulled out and rolled her onto her back.Her legs held fast.