He sometimes forgot that she needed morethan her aging son and an adopted boy from the streets by her side.She was more than human; she was a young wo...an and would probablyyoung forever. She was right, it wasn't fair to put her in that bodyand then stick her in a hole in the ground. Hell, for that matter,they might as well have sealed her up in a casket and buried heralive. "I love you mother, but I'm convinced you're not asconservative as you say you are."Caroline wiped away the water that. Mother reached out and tore his underpants down below his buttocks. Her eyes flamed, as she looked down at him, as I did, noting the welts and bruising from previous beatings.'You know what your going to get', she hissed, as her hand was between his shoulder blades as she pushed him against the wall, her eyes on his buttocks as he clenched and unclenched them.Mothers hand slipped between his thighs and she took hold of his testes and twisted, I could see her hand moving in an in and out. I continued to wear the clothes that Mom had bought in the boys'department, mostly. Well, I wore T-shirts that she'd bought in the girls'department - but only plain ones without captions. I only wore long pants,even on warm days; I wouldn't wear shorts because I felt self-consciousabout how girly my legs looked - slender, shapely, and completelyhairless. (If you must know, I didn't have any hair on my genitals either,and obviously none in my armpits.)There was a pair of girls' jeans that I. It made this so much hotter. My tongue danced with my bestest friend’s. Natalie grabbed my naked ass now while my dick grew into her belly, sliding up against her top. I throbbed, at full girth, my shaved cunt dripping with excitement. The juices ran down my thighs.Her tongue buried into my mouth now. I sucked on it as I shoved down her jeans, pushing them down her lush thighs. She started wiggling and squirming, using her legs to work them down farther. They were out of my reach now. I didn’t.