I don't love the belt, but I crave the attention.A few light smacks, and my body melted back into the blankets.Yes, please. More, please. Now, please....But John Brownstone's mind was on a single track, and I wasn't it. Not in that moment.Give me a minute.I rolled over on my back, spreading my knees and thighs. My fingers stroked my outer labia. I could smell my arousal, all from a few whacks with a belt. And the daringness of this moment. I kept quiet, knowing he'd eventually look. He turned. His. I was feeling soo much heat inside me burning out that the pain I was feeling was taken over by that ego.Kept playing around her vagina for few mins rubbing and teasing where radhike came on my back and pushed me inside.That jerk and I was few inches inside her.Aaaaaah ummmmm were the moans she make while I was still rubbing the nipples of the first lady.Everything was going like what we see in a porn movie where even I was not into senses to think what this all is going on.Started moving in. Sure my parents were rich but I didn’t live that way. We threw our gear in the house and started fishing. We caught a few and cooked them for dinner. We sat under the stars drinking a few beers. Can I tell you a secret? Stacy saysYeah bud of course!Have you ever heard of transgender?(It was 1996 ) no what’s that?Well my ther****t thinks I may be transgender. A female born in a man body...Half a man body I laughed He laughed . Ok so what do you do about it? Well he said you get hormone. Marty and I both wanted to go first but knew that only one of us could. We asked dad to pick, but he wouldn’t. We ended up drawing beads out of bag and the first one with a white bead got to go first. Darn it, it was Marty. Dad had Marty lie down on the bed and spread her legs. I got as close as I could to watch. He first kissed her thighs and then her privates and then her nipple and then her lips. Dad looked huge as he leaned over Marty. He got his thingy against her private and then slowly.