Even when my mother was pottytraining me I found that I preferred to go sitting down over standing up. Momwould yell at me that it wasn't the way men ...ent, but I didn't care andcouldn't understand why mom was complaining.It wasn't until I was six that I truly knew I was different from my malefriends. Mom had her complaints when I bit my small feet in mom's heels andwent around the house. Made me decide to only play with her make up when shewasn't in the house. Feeling like a couldn't talk to. .. please don't," she managed, her voice not much above a whisper. She knew her plea was hollow, meaningless, merely an echo of what she thought was morally right, not what her body wanted and needed. Her eyes watched in eagerness as his young head bobbed up and down between her wide-spread thighs, his tongue hungrily probing her nakedly exposed vaginal tunnel and licking the sides hotly. He teased the quivering tip into every warm, wet crevice, into every little fleshy ridge of her pussy.Sarah. He started thrusting his cock down my throat as far as it would go, until I was gagging. I swallowed convulsively, and he must have liked it, because suddenly I felt thick hot ropes of cum shooting into the back of my throat. One, two, three, there must have been at least six hot jets before he was done. And he was still hard! He pulled me up, turning me around to face the tree, and bent me over slightly, lining his cock up with my hole, and slid all the way in, in one full thrust.It felt. Main toh maaastiiii kaaar rahi thiii ….. aaaah sorryy. Haannn. Phir usne mere laude par uchhalna shuru kiya. Maine uske baal kheenche aur uski gaand ko thapad maar maar ke laal kar diya.Phir maine apni ungliyon ko thook se geela kiya aur uski gaand mein daal di. Usko thoda aage khiska ke use apni gaand ko hawa mein karne ko kaha. Usne apni gaand uthayi. Peeche mat dekhiyo nikki. Maine thoda sa wait kiya aur apne laude ko tel se nehla liya. Woh mujhse se kuch rehne wali thi tabhi maine uski.