I looked a question at Rhee, and she lifted her chin at me. Meanwhile, Dad was still thrusting inside Mom. I released Dad; Rhee did the same.“Dad, w...e love you so much and we both doubt that you could hurt us in that fashion, exactly as Mom told you before I was even conceived. The flip side is that anything that you could do, that you’d let yourself do, to either of us in this expanding sexual facet of our relationships would almost certainly be something that we want you to do. Look at us. We. The kiss is slow. Our mouths mutually opening, awaiting the first that first feel of the tongues meeting, exploring. The kiss is perfect, moist and sensual, slow and passionate. I feel warm, and slightly taken aback by how wonderfully arousing that one kiss was. My hands never left your chest, which I felt gain in rapidity, as much as I could feel my own. We draw back, and you ask the time. ‘It’s late,’ you say. I nod, in sadness. You tell me not to pout, and I ask for you to stay with me. Much. Birdie leaned down, her face close enough I could feel her breath on my cheeks. “Kiss me” she urged then put her lips on mine. We necked enthusiastically while our bodies melded, becoming one sexual creature as the heat of our lovemaking bonded us. Tongues danced, lips glued, hips flexed and bumped. We fucked each other with the urgency of newlyweds until she bolted upright on her seat and began to wail into the night air. She rolled her hips rapidly, sliding on my cock then began to shiver. Myhair is still in pigtails as they bounce the faster I walk.It's bad enough the other kids at school always made fun of me seeing Iam so small and petite as my mom always says. I couldn't tell you howmany times the other kids would call me girly boy or little sissy boy.Man if one of them saw me wearing a dress and my hair like this, forgetit. I would be branded for life as a sissy boy.I do have to admit that wearing this dress sure is cooler in this heatbut I would never tell Miss Healy that.