"I moved over and then I knelt down beside him. I supported his testicles with my hand while he pumped slowly into Reggie. "Ask her if her pussy hurts...," he demanded of me."Does it hurt?" I asked."No damn it ask her what I told you to ask," he said sounding angry."Reggie, does your pussy hurt?" I spoke the words half heartedly."Yes Silvia, he is hurting me, but I'm okay. I don't want to stop." she said. I would never have recognized her voice, she was almost sobbing."Tell her what you are doing. I think my mom may have seen us but she never said anything. Mom was feminizing me at an early age….I was walking around the house in her heels at age 5….I wore my aunt’s heels too and they all thought it was so cute!! That must be where my heel obsession comes from. Mom started buying me girl clothes and having me dress up as a girl when I was home….schoolgirl skirts, blouses,panties…bra and heels when I was like 12. I didn’t dress up for my friend though….unfortunately... I think my mom did. "My, my," commented Ronnie, "what a sweet little body you have,"while she absentmindedly reached down and began running her finger in and out of her by nowsoaking slit, "I just love seeing a woman naked for the first time, it's so much fun to see a freshpussy, don't you think!?!" What Mo thought was that brazenness of Ronnie, and her naturalopenness were making her own vagina wet with desire!!! Ronnie had big tits, probably a d-cup,and Mo had always been a sucker for a big set of jugs,. It was still my same old Uncle, gray and stolid, kind of soft and kind of hard. If he was burning with desire you couldn’t tell by the look in his cool blue eyes. The only outward sign that anything was different between us was that thick cock, wet from pre-cum and my own pussy juice, poking out from his grey slacks, ruddy and ready to finish. Uncle Mitch bent his legs and mounted me, pushing himself inside while my knees came up instinctively to make it easier for him. In a nanosecond my body.