So incest wasn’t as rare as he had thought, though he never said anything about his own experiences.He kneels in between his mom’s legs, spreading...them apart. He slides his hands up her thighs, only a little larger than Sandy’s. He leans over and kisses her inner thigh, slowly kissing up one thigh, then switching to the other and continuing on up her leg. His hand now at her hips and his head moving closer to her sex. She widens her legs, not quite as flexible as his bouncy teen sister, but no. A good friend of her mother’s, Denise Stimpson and her husband, had a three-month-old daughter at home. They were planning their first night out on the town since having the baby and had arranged for Brit’ney to babysit. Brit’ney’s mother, Barbara, felt all would go well since Brit’ney had been such a good girl the past year.Brit’ney had carefully prepared for this opportunity for two weeks. After an extended search on the internet, she found exactly what she wanted. Brit’ney sashayed her way. She could MAKE it work! She was an actress!And the role before her was the bimbo. A bimbo like Nica had become. Like Aline had really always been. She had to get into character. Focus. It was hard with the annoying buzzing the chair made, but she could do it. Tune out the distractions and tune in the character. Just like in acting class. Be the bimbo.What was her motivation? What did she think? How did she think? No, no, that wasn't right. A bimbo didn't think. She was stupid. Irrational.. But it feels sterile. It often feels like I’m a patient.”I can’t help but feel hurt. I’m doing all these things for her and Ava is still not happy. “I’m sorry Ava, I didn’t realise.” “That’s alright, dad.” “How can I do better?” “I’ve already told you. My best memories with mom are when we did nudist activities together. It felt so free, so light and cosy to be nude together and to cuddle. Now, I’m nude and you’re wearing clothes. It’s almost like you’re a doctor. It feels like you’re on a.