Cue Aunty Eden and the pack!"Through the door which opens at the sissy?s spread legs in painting,enters Aunty Eden, her eldest daughter Bethel, and he... next oldestsibling, Devorah. Bethel?s sissy wife, Flossy, (who used to be Frankbut he/sie was easily sissified according to my cousin, and sie used tobe a macho tennis player. Go figure.) follows in hir very lacy, babygurl dress, with a pacifier in hir mouth, pushing a stroller withBethel?s infant girl, Fredia. (I?ve never seen Flossy in. Her shorts not supper tight, but low enough on her hips that the start of her pubic mound showed. Her pussy bulged against the material of her shorts.His mother moved her legs apart a little so he could see her legs from toes to her pussy.She did not move, a rush of naughtiness pasted through her body, as Robert's eyes traveled from her toes, up her legs, stopping at her pussy, then over her flat stomach. They danced from nipple to nipple. Tracy's nipples got harder under her son's gaze.His. 'Annette looked at her son in the gloomy light. His words made sense. Who had they hurt? No one saw them together. There was no one to judge. Annette felt a surge of elation and threw her arms around her son.'Thank you, Ian,' she sniffed as tears of joy welled up. 'I feel so much better.' She kissed her son's cheek. 'Our secret, eh?' Ian smiled at the happiness in his mother's voice. 'Our secret, Mum; sure.'***Annette passed Ian's bedroom door the following evening and heard the unmistakable. He fucked her hard, pumping furiously in long, angry strokes, smashing his pubic bone against hers, making wet slapping noises. Darla pulled her ‘cock’ away and lowered her large breasts to Liz’s face telling her to suck her nipples. He watched his wife’s mouth close around the fat nub, saw her teeth grip it, and pull, and he came again, hard, filling her pussy with his second load. He kept pumping, spurting, and then Liz came again, crying out, letting Darla’s nipple drop away. He slowed, and.