Our being twins had us sharing a room. We became a large family in a small house. They redid part of the house, and our bedroom had one full-sized bed... and a four-drawer dresser. When we hit puberty simultaneously, mom tried to put my twin in the room with my sisters. That worked well for a short time until her thirteen-year-old sister came to live with us. They moved all the kids around to make it work, but only my twin and I could sleep in a bed together for more than one night. Doctors didn’t. After she had my hand, she slowly guided me away from the table. She guided me well, telling me where all the obstacles were, and how to avoid them. She led me through a door, and told me to wait there. She quickly left me, and as I listened, I could hear her as she blew out the candles that had been lit in the other room. I heard her as she walked past me back into the room she had led me to. “Are you ready to follow instructions?” she asked. All I could do was answer a firm “yes” to her. I wouldn't have been invited if any of them knew I was a guy.I then got to the main answer. William, I said. My mother wanted adaughter and she got a son. My father left her and she hated men sincethen. So the only way I could get on my mother's good side was to be herdaughter instead. Wouldn't you feel like you were more loved by a parentwho didn't hate the members of your gender? So not only am I comfortablewearing girls clothes because Mother accepts me better, but I'm morecomfortable as a. "He had already inserted his long hard cock into Maria's pussy as he spoke and was soon banging away at the whore. Maria's big tits bounced around her chest as he rammed his cock into her cunt, grunting with the exertion.Maria bit her lower lip as she felt his rod slamming deep inside her, spreading her legs even wider to enable the stranger to probe right to the end of her love tunnel.But he was true to his word and after a couple of minutes began groaning in ecstasy as he began pumping his.