Finally, they could wait no more and put us side by side on all 4s on the tile floor, got behind us and, without thought of condoms, began to fuck our... pussies. The boy was holding my hips and thrusting as hard as he could trying to bury his cock deeper Into my pussy. Finally I heard the other boy, say: “let me try your whore”. And both pulled out and swapped partners. I cried out as his large cock was crammed into my soaking wet pussy and he reached around and grabbed both tits and begin to. I wentinto my parents bedroom and started trying on my mother's clothes likeI'd done many times before; dressing up and pretending I was a woman.Well, my father came home early and caught me. That was the only time hephysically hurt me, hitting me in the face. I was petrified. My mothercame home and I lied about falling on the stairs to get the bruise.Well, the punch did the trick for me. I never acted like a girl againfor a long time, all the way to my senior year in high school.I was not. She turned her head further, desperate to move her lips away from mine.“Don’t…”I paid no attention. Her resistance made me even more excited. I found her lips, pushing my own against her, forcing my tongue into her teeth. Beth tossed her head to the other side, causing my lip to stretch painfully with her quick movement. I was annoyed.“Hey…” I put my hands on either side of her head, forcing it into position. Beth opened her eyes, wild looking, as she tried harder to resist.She looked at. We moved to the suburbs when I was 37 and we had a kid the next year. Amy was right on the edge of age for a child but things went through fine and we welcomed our own little boy Jerry Jr. to the world. Next door to us were Sam and Kathy, and their little girl Sabrina. Sabrina was as sweet as they come and was their only child and the pair of psychiatrists spoiled her rotten, but her disposition was still sweet and she was a good kid, just turning 8 a few months after we moved in next door. .