All I could do was dress like a girl and relish theprecious few moments I had as a girl. By the time I was myself again mymom came home from work and ...ll seemed well again.I worked at a small grocery bagging groceries, stocking shelves and soon, which gave me a modest allowance with enough money to buy my girlstuff. I was saving up for a padded pantybrief, one of the new gelfilled ones. On Friday night that week I was busy doing my homeworkwhen my mom came into the kitchen and sat across from. Danny sucked it then, sucked on it as is he was a baby again, and she was feeding him mild instead of cunt. His hands held both her jiggling breasts and he rubbed his forehead into the one he wasn't sucking.Betty rolled her ass and lifted upon her knees, pulling her pussy up his cock until she felt the rounded flange of the head against her inner labia. Then she pushed down again, swivelling her crotch as she did so, and heard her vagina make gulping, liquid noises.Danny pulled on her nipple,. And that's all I remember. Most embarrassing is the memory of standing naked in front of my door waving at people while, without a doubt, strings of cum dangled from my just fucked pussy lips. (Many ask me if stories based on fact. This was a fact which still causes me to blush. Now it's out to the world. LOL)Friday..... Next thing I can remember was waking up alone. In my bed. In my condo. Naked. The clothes I'd been wearing last night on my night table. Ohh, damn my head hurt. My need to pee. Usne bhi meri shirt k button kholne shuru kar die mene use bola ki ritu mummy aa gai to. To who boli ki mummy sham tak nahi aaegi. Use meri aur himmat bad gai. Mene bhi uska top utar dia aur uske boobs upar se hi zor zor se dabane laga. Who puri tarah pagal ho gai thi. Fir mene uski jeans ki chain kholi aur usi me se hath daal kar uski chut ko sehlane laga. Usne bhi meri jeans puri khol di. Who mere samne sirf bra panty me khadi thi aur me uske samne sirf underwear me.Me uske gal, kaan naak.