"Get on your back." She demanded, a fire in her eyes and he was a bit surprised but didn't argue, he rolled onto his back without question watched her...crawl on top of him his cock sliding with ease inside her seeping snatch. Her sweet necter already leaking out of her and all over him. "Fuck babe." Codey said as his hands found her hips and he pushed up making himself go even deeper inside of her, making her wither in ecstasy. It wasn't long before he couldn't take it any longer and he was out. With the lack of women in the store, I learned to adapt. At 9:30 I found what I was looking for. On the counter were 3 video's-Black Mama's Gaged and Bound- I Fucked Your Mom and Your Mama's a Whore. Next to it was a magazine titled family Stories. I looked up and I saw a black man about 25 years old. Then I looked down and saw a bulge in his pants that was fueled by the thought of fucking his mama and maybe even his granny. He gave me his membership card and his credit card and soon walked out. She is drinking more often these days; three, sometimes four nights a week. "Stand up and let me look at you," he says. Dutifully, she gets to her feet and gives him a twirl. "God, Helen, I'm hard. Come here."She goes to him, and he kisses her. His tongue feels too large inside her mouth. His hands are under the hem of her short dress caressing the silky micro-weave, taut over the curve of her buttocks. He presses his hips against her and she feels his cock straining for her inside his. By naming myself AmandaFlowers, I was telling my body it was now feminine and it was my choice,and I loved it. I wondered how much longer I could reconcile myself tobeing Mark James? I was becoming a very seriously fucked up boy.I went to bed early so I wouldn't be tired when I went to the shoot. Ihad problems sleeping. I kept thinking of Amanda, and my feelings for herand the shame I was bring on my parents, especially Dad. I have alwaysbeen a strong boy; just ask any of the bullies in school..