I could no longer actfor I was involved in pursuing this taboo affair. My role as his lover was held in reserve, but now I'm fucking him back. I rocke... my hips and countered his thrusts, my will to resist was gone. Ever since we began I let him explore, I put him behind the wheel. He was amazed by his Mothers skill, and the will to throw it back.My reserve was off I was ready to deal, I could no longer hide the truth. I tried to portray the willing Mom to suffice his sexual needs. I couldn't. We enjoyed the nightlife of all the fashionable bars and clubs and all got our fair share - if you were into vanilla sex. Then there was a particular club that became our go to club as many of the 'lovely' people would stop by on their way to the next wannabe bar. It had a great atmosphere, good music and beautiful people....it was also a cabaret venue that put on a tranny show. Intermingled were your, now termed, LBGT community and damn it was good down there. My attention was always drawn to. She carefully listened to everything. When I was finished, she spoke.“I can’t believe it, Naina! Your father is so handsome… Imagine what it must be like to see him Naked… To feel his body….”“Hema!” I said. For some reason I was feeling possessive. She smiled at me. “I want to see,” she said. “I want to watch!”“No! Besides… He only did it one time and hasn’t come back in 5 days. I think he decided to stop.”“Please, Naina, let me sleep over at your home tonight! My parents will allow it, I will. "That was fun," I commented dryly, "but it isn't nice to horn in where you're not invited." Sorry, twenty minutes is about my limit for just watching someone get boned," Desiree replied. "I couldn't just hang out any more."I turned to look at her. Desiree wasn't as appetizing as Crystal; she was shorter and rounder and things weren't as aesthetically pleasing. Crystal probably had six inches on her, but they may have weighed about the same. Don't get me wrong; all things being equal, I'd have.