The doctor told her that I was an average boy, who could have been a girl. Either way, I'd never be a man."Look at that pathetic little cock. Smaller ...than my pinky. What a fucking waste of space you are." mom mumbled.She raised her left foot and touched my soft member with her shiny shoe. My cock responded with fear and shrank even more. My balls, in anticipation of a deliciously painful kick had retreated into the ballsack that itself had become one with my skin.She smiled."A man can fuck your. ” You could hear Mr. Rooney wanted to answer back but a voice in the background, I recognized the lawyer, stopped him. “And leave your lackey behind. Just you and your son. Or we walk.” Dad hung up. He waited half an hour before he rang Laurie who runs the gym.“Yep, he rang right on schedule, like you said he would,” Laurie said. “What do you want me to do?” The next day we parked away from the gym and sat waiting. We saw Mr. Rooney drive up. He got out of the car with Hugh who was sullen and. I heard her say that she was tired, but Dad kept on and on at her. He's very persistant. I guess it must have been about 2.00 o'clock before I finally heard my Mum start to moan as she finally gave in to him and he achieved penetration. I was really aroused and masturbating myself by the time I heard Mum and then Dad achieve climax. Then, on Saturday, the girl who does the laundry (and provides other services for Dad) arrived at our house in a skirt and blouse. She usually wears a t-shirt and. Returning to the hotel we decided that a spa would be just the thing to warm us up, so we went to our suite got changed into the complimentary robes and headed to the spa/sauna room on the top floor. Of course we had to wear swimmers as it was a public area, Anne wearing a brief bikini and myself a pair of speedos, we were hoping for an empty spa however we had to share with a mixed group of five. The group seemed a friendly crowd and we slipped in between a couple on my side and two youngish.