I remember well my mom saying, you must go to school a boy, i cried andcried telling her i wanted to wear a dress, but like being forced to weara diap...er, she made me dress in boy pants and shirt, before the school buscame. I was heart broken, i wanted to be like my sister, to wear skirtsand dresses. My first class after arriving was wrong, i wet my pantswithin the hour, which prompted the school to call my mom. When she came,i was very afraid she brought dry under ware and pants and told me !. I reached up and grabbed the two bobbing globes before they could fly up and blacken her eye or something. I sank my fingers deep into the pillow-soft flesh and Kelly instinctively placed her hands over mine telling me in no uncertain terms my hands were right where they belonged.Before long Kelly's tight hot pussy proved more than I could handle. I was too out of practice and let's face this girl was sexual dynamite and so far too soon for my tastes, it was time for me to blast off."Kelly. I had a strange feeling as I walked even though I washed the petroleum jelly out of the crack of my ass it felt as my cheeks were still slipping on each other. It actually felt good sort of silky, I thought back on my brother’s cock sliding in and out of me how warm it had felt, how hot I got and how I had an orgasm from being fucked. I was sitting in a lounge chair with my feet up on a huge foot stool with the TV on, but not watching anything. My cock was just as hard as it could be, me. I had completely forgotten about her comments and was going nuts spamming in chat with my friends, just in pure bliss that they won. After a bit, I finally noticed I hadn't heard from my wife when it hit me.I went right right back to our chat convo.Me: A deal's a deal :)Katie: I'm dumbfounded...When she got home a little bit later, I didn't even bring it up. I didn't want to force her into it because that would undermine the whole point to me. Instead, I just let it go and figured whatever.