I slid my tongue into my mother’s mouth and felt no resistance; she was now utterly compliant but not actively participating. It was good enough for...me. In fact it was perfect.My mother slowly stroked my throbbing cock as I kissed her, enjoying the sweetness of her breath, the taste of her lipstick. I began to stroke her stockinged thigh, gently prying her legs open. My hand slid under her skirt and once again my fingers explored that silky crevice where her plump thighs met her body. Her. When they slept together afterward, he found Elizabeth liked to touch. Like Sarah, she would be touching him when he awoke during the night, her forehead or her feet or a hand. Once he woke from a dream, disoriented, and found himself on the edge of the bed, and she was pushed up against him."Sarah, honey, you need to give me a little more room."Oh shit!"Huh? Did you say something, Michael?" asked Elizabeth. She yawned."Yeah, Lizbeth. We need to move back to the middle of the bed." Oh, okay.". ” I get up off the bed, wondering how I might turn back into myself, then finally just imagine me as myself in my head. It works, and with minimal pain I’m again myself, except for my still dripping pussy. I stand there naked, looking at James naked, careful not to make eye contact again. My brother just lays there, staring at me like he’s in a dream. “Whatever, I won’t tell mom that you’re a girl so long as you keep having sex like that with me.” He stands up, and. ..fuc.....k.....fuck...yes...” was all she managed to get out,Seems like it has been a while for her as well I thought. I just continued on pounding her ass. This went on for about fifteen to twenty more minutes as she came again in that time.Reaching the end again I fucked her ass with all that I had. I slapped her ass from time to time leaving red hand prints on her ass. I continued to thrust into her hard as I could as fast as I could. Sweat pouring down off of both of us as most of the oil.