Repeating, bores oneself, so I started crawling through her dress.Successfully, I made all the way to those bare boobs. Guys! You should really take a...note of this. It was really warm in there, like a bonfire in times of winter. But that was a necessary evil, after all. My cold palms, slowly woke her up, due to the chillness. In a flash of second, I removed my hand out of her boobs. I have to wait for that long, tiresome, one more hour, to wait for her to sleep. I already told you, that I have. She cooed and told me that Mommy was very proud, but that I should beg her to dress me as her little sissy girl. I looked back over my shoulder and she grinned at me, but I told her that I wouldn’t be humiliated like that. She just winked and said that I’d regret being so silly.The next stroke was even harder and crossed the first. I wailed, but she just used my pain as encouragement, as she struck again. She reached down and touched my throbbing bottom telling me that Mommy only wanted to make. The ruby gem on my mirror lit up, indicating that I had a call. I directed the navigator to sail us back to sea. Nautical mirror communication was dependent on how many ships were between the caller and the receiver. Every ship had a mirror on its masthead, and so a relay could be formed from ship to ship. In high-traffic areas like along the Lowland coast, all one had to do was sail out into the open water, and without the coastline obstructing the view, a chain would be formed to the port of. Like I didn't want to do it alone, like I wanted to share it with you." Taylor Sweetheart, I never thought ... I mean, I don't think I can ... Do you really want me to, Taylor? Would you really like that?" Oh yesss, Mom. Please? Please do it with me?"Mrs. Young got up from the bed, then pulled down her jeans and panties. Seconds later she was unbuttoning her blouse and tossing it onto a chair, followed by her brasierre. Soon she was as naked as her daughter, which she figured would make Taylor.