I guess I’ve always been a bit of a nudist…..maybe even an exhibitionist, at heart. Anyway, I was lounging on the couch watching a TV movie when ...hane returned home that evening. He came in the front door and walked directly into the family room where I was laying on the couch, leaving a trail of clothes he was shedding with every step he took.“Ahhh, good, you’re naked, just like we agreed.” He said.His prick was semi-hard already (when wasn’t it?) and sticking out of the opening in the front. The balls are bigger than I remember, and I have to push hard on mom’s gag and pound it in with the heel of my hand to get it in deep, past her teeth. Then I tighten her in. I hear mom whimper through her gag and squirm around a bit, giving me a questioning frown. Then I pull her gag harness even tighter than I did it before and lock it quickly. Now she really squeals. I know it’s already hurting her jaws, and I don’t even care. But then it’s my turn and grandma Janine is just as rough with me. " You call that a clue?" she said, but without any real unhappiness in her voice. "Fine! Be mysterious. I have a secret too." She was thinking that she was standing there, stark naked, talking to him."That's fine," he said. "There should be parity in mysterious secrets between people." You don't want to know mine?" she asked"If you told me, it wouldn't be a secret," he said."But you want to know ... right?" I'm normal," he said. "Of course I want to know. But I'm patient too. I hope this isn't. Sarah didn't think that would work for her. Then an idea came to her.Sarah stepped out into the evening air, little minidress swishing merrily with the sway of her hips. She almost moaned as she walked down the street. Her tentacle cock tucked neatly up her own pussy let her walk without looking like she had a tail, but she risked orgasm every couple of meters. She finally made it to the nearest bus stop, got on, and rode towards home.That night she slept like she'd never slept before..