"Take off your clothes, faggot," she ordered. "I'm going to have some more fun with you!"I scrambled out of my clothes quickly. Inside, my common sens... was screaming at me to grab my stuff and get out, but I couldn't do it. I had to put myself through this. I had to follow this through to the very end.I stood before her naked and she snickered at me. "Find this sissyboy something to wear, Tim, would you?"He rooted around in a pile of clothes and pulled out a black satin slip and a pale yellow. See through enough to stir the imagination without revealing everything, and right in the middle, a dark damp spot. Sliding my hand up her fair skinned thigh, my fingers danced over the lacey fabric, my thumb concentrating on the damp spot, in an effort to make it more wet. “You have remarkable taste in underwear Karen.” I whispered, my eyes glued to the fabric covering her treasure. Her hand on the back of my head, she replied, “Did you say taste? Well, go ahead! Taste me!” She slid down in. We both fucked mom and discovered we were both bisexual. We were truly one happy family, all of us fucking each other whenever we wanted. Now, third part. Read on.How my brother started fucking mom.As we lay back, I asked how and when my bother and mom started fucking. Sarayu replied that it was about a week ago when I was out of town for two days.She said that she was been completely drunk one night and wandered into our room, forgetting that I wasn’t home.She found my bother sleeping and in. Please come through the gates, park to the left and I will come down to meet you.”As I got back into my car the electric gates began to open and I could see a long lane lined either side by trees. I pulled through the gates and stopped on the left as I was asked.I could see a woman and a man walking towards me, they were dressed in gowns.“Hello, Tim. I’m Kathy and this is my husband, Ken.”“Hello, pleased to meet you both,” I said as I shook their hands.“Come up to the house for a cuppa and we.