She laughed and pointed at me."Oh My God, Jim," she said. "It's Billy!"She walked up to me and peeled down my panties to expose my hard cock."God, Bil...ly, why didn't you ever get that hard for me?" She let go of the waistband and let it slap painfully against the head of my cock.Jim walked in behind her. "Because he likes being a girl," he said, "He likes wearing panties and knee socks, and he likes being fucked by men. That's why I call him Wendy."He stood behind her and put his hands on her. He was already hard from anticipating what he was about to do. He slid his boxers down and started stroking his 8-inch, 18-year-old cock. He was halfway through a video of a woman masturbating when he heard a sharp gasp. "Well, what have we here?" said his mother, Miranda. Miranda was 5' 9" with brown hair. For a 40-year-old woman, she had the body of a super model. Her 36C breasts were being pushed up with the aid of her bra. Her ample cleavage highly visible even in her business suit. "Mom!". Of course, towards the end you are anything but gentle, fucking my throat as if it were my pussy, making my eyes bulge and my jaw ache.You cum and I swallow it down.You get me on all fours and start to spank me. You ask any of those watching if they would like to spank your slave.Several men volunteer and I am whipped and spanked until it feels like all of my skin is burning.While you recover, you invite one of the men to fuck my pussy to 'keep it wet for you'You play with yourself as he fucks. Somewhere, he still loves you and he is still very proud of you.”“When you got famous, I’ll bet he tracked down the kid that gave you shit and pointed it out to him,” I said. “I mean, he wouldn’t have said, ‘told you so’ or anything like that. Well, he might have. He called the guy a shithead after all. Mom woke me up at oh-dark-thirty one morning to tell me you had a song on the radio. She called me in Austin ... again, really early in the morning ... to tell me you had an album go platinum..