Heh heh. I wouldn't want to have tospank you the first time you showed me your pretty panties Honey. Relax. Mommy won't hurt you. As long as you're...obedient. Very prettyDarling. Ooh bet that nylon feels good on your dickie, huh?"She was rubbing my cock and balls with her pretty, feminine hand. Herlong nails and dark purple polish contrasting sharply with the mauvepanty color. Then boldly rubbing my ass, squeezing it."Nice ass honey. Diane is a lucky girl. Ooh does that feel goodTommy? . “What do you think?” she asked.Betty was breathless. “I think they’re positively HORRIBLE ... SLUTTY! ... OUTRAGEOUS!”“I meant which one do YOU want?” asked Mary, ignoring her mother’s outburst.“I FEEL like a zombie right now!” sighed Betty. “I’m just stunned out of my head!”“OK, Mom’s a zombie. That makes me a wicked witch!” She giggled as she picked up the witch outfit.“You’re not actually going to WEAR those!” Betty said in a horrified voice.“Only around here.” said Mary, tearing open her. Mary was moaning louder and louder and as I plunged my tongue into her pussy and tasted the river of juices I knew she wouldn't last much longer. My tongue snaked over her clit for a while longer, before she came with a groan of pleasure as her juices flooded out over my tongue and onto my face. Mary rolled off me to catch her breath, finally allowing me to see my wife impaled on my cock, her tits swinging as she slid up and down my hard pole. I reached up and grabbed my wife's breasts, her. I sat there sipping my tea when Kell walked in. "you're up earlySusanna." I gave a wry smile. "I just woke up and thought if I hadanother 10 minutes I wouldn't be up at ten, so I got up." I made her acup of tea, put it down and gave her a hug. "thanks I whispered, thanksfor helping me, thanks for being there for me, and I really believe thatI am and have always been a girl."She looked embarrassed and hugged me back "Susanna, Susanna you don'thave to thank me for nothing, just you remember you.