I wanted my mom to make me a man.For that point on, I made a vow that I would be with another women until I've made love to my mother. Now I was going...from cheap thrills and fantasy to trying to seduce my mom. This would not be easy. After all, she was happily married with an active sex life. If this was going to happen, it was going to be a long and painstaking process. But I was in this for the long haul. No matter how long it would take and no matter how far I would have to go. I was going. His eyes were closed and his young chest rose and fell gently. He was asleep.The last thing she remembered was just lying there beneath her son, basking in the feel of their bodies so closely pressed together. Then?She wasn't sure. She must have drifted off in the total relaxation that had suffused through her body after their love making. It had been good, so wonderfully good.Again, she looked at her son. An impish urge to reach out and fondle the sleeping hose of his penis rushed through her.. Jan went an picked out my outfit and laid it out on the bed. She said we would get dressed and then do makeup. First she had me put on some white thigh high stockings, not fishnets, but they did have nice lace on top. Next came a tightly fitting white corset that had a see through halter top. She connected the garters to the thigh highs and then filled the corset with breast forms. I was getting really turned on and had a raging hard on. She said that would be a problem since I needed to look. I told Brenda to get undressed, and I'd be right with her. I went to find Shirley again."Shirley, Brenda and I are going to be fucking in the bedroom. We're trying to make her pregnant. You can stay in here if you don't want to look, or to hear anything. Brenda and I don't mind if you want to watch though. Emily is going to be watching too." What about tonight?" All arranged. Joyce is looking forward to it, and so am I. I've got to go, Brenda is naked, and I'm afraid to leave her alone for too.