" What you're being is a big baby. I was having fun with your (uncle) and we lost track of the time. Is that all right with you?"They were driving thr...ough a well lit area and he noticed that her clothes and hair were slightly mussed. He didn't want to irritate her again so he just said, "That's fine." Again feeling guilty, he apologized. "I don't mean to... I mean I'm not trying to..." He sighed. "I'm sorry, Patty. I'll try to behave better."She patted his thigh. "It's alright. You can make it. However, this individual that I am about to share here is not a biological female. She is rather a crossdresser and/or a possible trans mtf if you would like to classify her as that. Either way, the part whether she is a cd or a trans is not the most important part, but it should be noted that she retains a penis and most likely two testicles given from the photos that she has here. However, it is the fact that she is not a biological female tends to arouse the thought that even someone like. Oh, Billy, I like it!” The golden stream of piss splashed about her tits. She turned them loose, then squeezed one tit with both hands, making her stiff nipple thrust up and out. Billy now took hold of his cock and aimed it, pissing onto his mother’s nipple. Joan, making soft whimpering sounds of perverse pleasure, squeezed her other tit.“Now this one,” she said. “Piss on this titty, too! Oooo, it’s so hot and nice! Piss on me, baby! Piss on mother’s titties! Piss all over my fucking tits! I. “I’ll make breakfast,” Esther volunteered and headed for the kitchen. I noticed that Ashley returned to the porch immediately after that. I carried Carry out after her.“You okay?” I asked moving up behind her.“Yes, my stomach is just a little queasy,” she told me. We stood on the porch with Carry in my one arm, and the other one around Ashley who leaned in against me. It looked like Sunday would be a good day.Esther called me to breakfast after a while, but Ashley remained on the porch. After.