She had never had sex with a black guy, never wanted to--she thought. But there is something so powerful about forbidden fruit. You don't even know ...you want it, don't even know you've been avoiding until one day the desire hits you and it unleashes years or even decades of longing like an overwhelming flood.I non-nonchalantly ate another chip. "You see, you want me to fuck you, don't you? To force you to break your own taboo. You're too weak to do it it yourself. You need me to do it for. Twenty something years of personal history is very hard to throw away over night. There is no magic to wearing girl's clothes, or to sex, or to hormones. Heck, ask any scientist, hormones may amplify emotions but they do not create them or control them. With time you do adapt to the change, but adaptation does not mean you love it. You keep your old mind but have to act like someone else to survive. It makes the oppression of day to day life much worse. I step off the bus onto my driveway and. ." She said, a look of lust in her eyes.I didn't hesitate. My cock wasn't fully hard, but I didn't care. It would be soon. I positioned my semi-flaccid dick against her opening and the slight touch made her gasp. I pushed softly into her pussy and heard a moan escape Amelia's lips. I pushed harder into her tight pussy. It was tightest one I'd felt so far. "Fuck, Amelia, I feel bad for all of the guys who didn't get to have this..."She was moaning loudly now. "Fuck them," she said between. "Push!" she hissed.But it was she who pushedDonna pressed her uplifted ass back, feeling the pressure of his cock poking at the ring of her asshole. She sobbed softly as she felt his swollen prickhead starting to penetrate. She felt her asshole stretching, felt a slight burning sensation. Billy, staring at the way his mother's asshole sank inward, gripped her hips tightly and fucked forward."Ohhhh, yes!" Donna cried as her son's cock fucked into her asshole. "Oh, yes, yes, yes!"The tightness.