I slept in a short while. I had habit of stretching my hands and legs while sleeping. Obviously, my hand and legs touched mom. I got awake after some ...ime. My hand on was on my mom’s waist and one leg on hers. Mom was sleeping facing me. Her hand was on my shoulder. I tried to remove my hand. But mom held it firmly and opened her eyes. She switched on the bed lamp and smiled at me. She had the same strange look in her eyes. She took my other hand and placed it on her breasts. My mouth went dry. He then lifted my right breast and checked under it (being a full D-cup and having had 2 c***dren years earlier, the girls can cover a lot of ground). He shook his head and then slapped that breast as well.“You need a shower,” he announced. “Go clean up EVERY PART of you. I will be inspecting you when you are done, now go!” I turned on my heel and walked immediately into the shower and began running the water. I turned to see him walking to the bed and begin pulling all of the sheets and I. She moaned and shuddered. She squirmed on me, her bowels clenching about my dick.It felt incredible. A heady rush that swept through me. I groaned, savoring it. My fingers thrust into her cunt. She gasped even louder. Her pussy gripped my digits. I felt my own cock through her walls. I wiggled my fingers around in her while the heel of my hand ground on her clit.“Mistress!” she gasped. “Oh, Mistress, yes!”Fawn's moans echoed through the car. They were so excited to hear from my little sister's. If you asked Amanda, she would say it was toughening me up.The thing is there were other people who bullied and teased me too. My uncle Randy never considered me a man until we showed up right before we left North Carolina. He found out I was the boss of Chastity and Joy. Even my Grandmother has always treated me like an incapable toddler who doesn’t know his ass from a hole in the ground.It felt so much more different now as people nodded at me in recognition and smiled.Pony Doris pulled up.