She held up her covered hand for closer inspection. She said for me to touch it which I did. It was slimey. Ellie put some in her mouth, I did the sam.... The taste was different, salty, and we both liked it. The next time Mr Thompson needed a bath Ellie let me jack him off. I really liked how his hard cock felt in my hand. I really liked the way his cock jerked and twiched in my hand as he came. Mr. thompson said he really liked the two of us jacking him off. He said he knew of some other guys. I had no idea what purpose shavinghimself down would serve but I did it anyways. I rubbed the odd smellingliquid into my skin and used the razor. After finishing, I realized myskin was wildly smooth. I put my clothes back on and went back into themain room."Sit back down on the chair and start washing your hair," said anotherone of the ladies. As I washed my hair he noticed it change from a curlybrown to a wavy blonde color and then grow downwards. The hair wasalmost past my shoulders when it. I’m so damn horny since I caught your father fucking the bitch from next door, and my vibrator is not the same as a big hard cock pumping cum into me! I know I’m your mother and I’m much older, and I understand if you are only interested in girls your own age, but could I please, please, please be your cum-bucket?” I choked on a mouthful of cerial as I simply could not believe what I was hearing. Mom never used language like this in front of my sister and I, and now she was offering to let me. It would seem that Mom heard it as well, as she softly whispered my name with concern, in the dark. "Trent, honey? Are you okay?" she mumbled in her sleepy state. I heard nothing as I struggled against the demons of my torrential hormones in complete unconsciousness. I pressed my palm hard against my erection, and moaned again, this time more loudly. "Mmmm, Trent, what's wrong?" she managed, still awash in sleepiness. "Is something wrong?"Somehow, her vocalization wormed its way into my erotic.