The sensation of the cotton against myskin felt so different from the way my men's shirts felt. I wentover to the mirror to look at myself, and was st...artled to seethat, even with the minimal amount of makeup Joanne had applied,I still was unrecognizable.She came over and put her arms around me, saying, "I feel like Ijust got a new girlfriend." The next half hour was a blur as Ichanged from one outfit to another, a whirl of panties and bras,garterbelts and stockings, skirts and blouses. Finally,. Here it comes. Get ready, daddy's gonna fill you with cum..."Before I could respond he stopped with his cock thrust deep, deep inside me.And then, simultaneously, I heard him cry out "Ahhhhhh" and felt his cock spasm in me: once, twice, three times, four times, five times....I thought it wouldn't stop.Then, his whole body began to spasm and, although I thought he couldn't get any deeper, his cock punched ever so much more deeply into me, and I thought I was going to pass out.We both fell. Helen stood on the dark, rain-splattered porch, her wet hair sticking to her face. Her bare feet were muddy and the torn, soaked pajamas she wore clung to her little shivering frame.“H-hi, Troy. C-can I come in?”“Yeah, ok,” he said, with the obliviousness of an 8-year-old. “Uh, wipe your feet, please.”Troy let her in and shut the door behind her as a voice shouted from up the stairs.“Troilus! Who is?”“It’s Helen, Propappou. You don’t know her,” he responded.“I went to Julie’s house, but nobody. I'd liked to be humped, like the woman was! I hope you don't think that's weird? I just think it would feel real good!!" I was laying in the floor on a makeshift pallet; and, Sean was in his bed. He didn't answer me right away. My heart started pounding! I didn't know if he was going to chastise me for saying I wanted to be the woman, getting fucked or what? After all; we were only ****** years old, and boys that young don't know what to think about a statement like that! Sean finally answered,.