John quickly got dressed in a little pink blouse and pants, and went downstairs for breakfast.He met his parents and his sister Joan, who looked just ...ike him. She looked just like John's childhood memories, only now she WAS in her childhood. And so was John. He could only ponder the situation while eating his peaches and cream instant oatmeal. His parents discussed putting up the tree and the school Christmas pageant, and everyone called him "June". John just nodded his cute-looking head,. I let my hand slip down to her ass and I gave her a light pinch.“Mike!” It was Linda’s turn to exclaim, blushing at my suggestive tone. Kara looked back and forth between us; a cute little furrow appearing on her brow. She wasn’t to know that I was referring to how her mother had acted with our little plaything.“Anyway, let’s sit down - otherwise the breakfast I slaved over a hot stove for is going to get ruined.” I said, smiling at my two girls.Linda took a seat at the table, shaking her head. "Pity I left mine at home", she turns around and looks at me. "Excuse me" she says trying to see if she hear right the first time. "I said its a pity I left mine at home". I point to the strap-on under her towel. My moms pretty cool she lets me talk a lot of shit to her but we never spoke about sex things yet. So I was surprised by her response. "Oh you saw it hey" she laughs. Then looks at me "You must get that fun side from me, but I'm glad you have a good apatite for sex, its healthy and. A burning sensation emanated from my pussy, aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!! Oh! No sir!!! Sir! Please, please stop didi oh! No!! Oh! Didi , aaaaaaaaaa, but instead of pulling it out he maintained the pressure, it kept on entering my pussy, till my pussy lips could feel the brush of his pubic hair, it was inside, both of the were kissing me profusely, Shashi didi even licked the tears off my eyes, she kept on murmuring,” That’s all, it’s over, Nupur’ it’s over.”We lay like that without moving, slowly a.