I’d felt that many times with Kaity, that sensation of another guy coming in her, and many times I’d slid into her used, cum-filled pussy after an...ther guy had just fucked her, lost in the sensation of all that sloppy wet, velvety heat enclosing my hard cock, cum leaking out of her, dripping off me. I’d loved it and I knew she did, all part of the wild abandon with which we’d lived life back then. Remembering that, remembering that after I’d come inside of her on that Texas night one of those. After a long battle of words I convinced my mom. She said ok, but only seeing and nothing else. For that I replied “ok mom, thank u, you are the best mom in the world” She stood up, I said “mom one favor” she asked “what?” I said “please mom can I undress u, please” she said “no”I pleaded to her, and without any other go she accepted. I was very happy hearing that, and seeing my own beautiful mom nude. I went near mom, she was shy “how on earth did I allow my son to undress me and watch me. Ven though I was a football lineman in high school and then at a smallcollege, I always knew I had an urge for womens clothes and beingsubmissive. I recall having thoughts of being in a cage in my parentsback yard as my friends played hide and seek. I used to snitch stuff andthen go into the woods to an abandon house to dress up. The risk of beingfound and used was such a rush.But there was one Halloween - I was probably 16 or 17, I mustered up thecourage to go out trick or treating. My. "Sorry for the mess, my housekeeper just got married and now I'm trying to find a new one. Feels like I'm back at square one, you know." he says, taking my coat and putting it away."You have a wonderful place here, when did u get it?" I asked with curiouslity, taking my boots off in the entry way. "Oh, umm, my grandfather left it to me when he past away. He never really lived here so it's technically brand new. Want a drink?" asking me, walking to the living room inviting meto have a seat..