‘Let me have some of that,’ Amy said, disappearing below. ‘She eating your pussy, mom?’ I whispered in her ear, pulling her body flat back aga...nst mine, reaching around to squeeze her nipples, just another extra bit of welcome stimulation. ‘She sure as shit is!’ mom said. ‘Bet it feels good too, huh, a tongue on your clit, a dick deep in your ass?’ ‘And not just any tongue and any dick, honey, but my own daughter’s tongue, and my own son’s dick!’ I could feel mom breathing harder and deeper,. When she laid on the bed next to me, I could see it better. A vibrator. I reached out for it, expecting that she wanted me to pleasure her with it. She shook her head. “This is for you to enjoy.” She laid on her side next to me, one of her hands propping her head up. She leaned over and kissed my breasts while reaching down with her other hand, the vibrator clasped tightly in it. She turned in on and a heard a familiar buzzing sounds. She placed it on the entrance of my pussy. I closed my head. Since most of the white male populace was off fighting the Yankees in different States, there was little likelihood of interference.The movement down into Georgia Territory started real slowly and we spent a lot of time training the fresh recruits from the East that had not had any combat experience before their arrival under General Sherman's command.This happened to be an election year and the politics were flying in every direction for President Lincoln's re-election. He had an awful lot of. Underwear. I don't want to keep standing here will my bits hanging out.Where do I start? I looked and didn't see any. Duh, she won't keep themin here. So I left the closet and made my way over to her drawers. Damn!She has like 1000s of them. All shapes and colors. I, myself own like 10things of white underwear. Where do I start? I just closed my eyes andgrabbed a pair. I have no clue to what kind they were, but I did knowthey were not a pair of thongs. I slipped them on and they fit prettywell..