She broke the kiss, throwing back her head. “Mr. Michael!”“Cum on my dick,” I growled. “Let me feel how much you love this cock.”“So muc...h!” she moaned. “Oh, my god, this is so intense. Better than with my girlfriend!”I gasped at that as she impaled her cunt down my body and bucked. Her pussy went wild. Juices gushed out of her twat and bathed my balls. She soaked them with her passion. Her pussy convulsed and writhed around my dick, her face contorting with bliss.“Mr. Michael!” she howled. “I. “I want you too,” she said.“I mean, I want to make love to you,” I told her.She chewed on her lip. “It’s incest,” she said aftera brief pause.I nodded. “Yes,” I said. “It is.”“Does it bother you?” she asked.I was surprised. “What?”“Incest,” she repeated. “I know I’m your daughter,and you’re my Daddy, so if you think it’s wrong…”“I don’t,” I said, cutting her off.“You don’t?”“Jean, I want to make love to you. I know it’sincest. I don’t care.”“I don’t care either,” she said, thrilling me. . The boy's voice broke mid laughter, with his finger still pointedtowards the girl his world became disorientated, he felt himself recedeinto his clothes.His hair grew longer, it uncurled about his face falling below hisshoulders.His friends once shorter than he begun to grow taller around him, theycontinued laughing, if anything the laughter was more intense, aimed athim.He held up his hands as the grew slender, they slipped back into hisshirt now far too large for him which hung limply off his. I was delighted to find it as I hadn’t broughmamit any girly clothes. My mami was sleeping in another room, so I closed my gate and started trying out her clothes. She even had padded bras and I also tried one of the curled hair wig. I was looking completely like a girl. I got horny and masturbated myself watching in the mirror.Now whenever mami was asleep after having her medicine, I used to try different clothes and admire myself in the mirror. I fingered my ass or sometimes with a bottle or.