.?' I blurted in reply. Now I'll admit I had been looking at his cock, it was massive, hard to miss, bulging in a big inviting arc across the front of...his too tight, black 501's.'How much gear you after?' he calmly asked. 'um how about 2 ounces?' I replied. Mike laughed 'I don't fuck about with bits, minimum purchase is a bar, a nine ounce bar. £650 to you matey' 'Oh I don't have enough for that, sorry' I explained. 'Well we can work something out, eh?' he sneered. He stood up walked, across. Call me mom…Oh Beta, fuck me ”“Yashoda say,”Chod mujhe(say fuck me) Bol Ballu mujhe chod! Look down at this LUND (Cock), Mom! Is it big enough for you, bitch mom?”“Yes. . . yes. . . it’s the biggest. .Lund . cock. . . of my life, beta. Han beta chodo mujhe pleaseee(fuck me, son)” she gasped.“Spread your legs, little one!” he ordered. “Yes, yes. . . like that. . . mom. . . you’re a good fucking cock slut, mom!” His cock head was scraping her pussy lips and clit; the mature lady was breathing. “It’s very smooth. It isn’t shaving is it?”“No, ma’am, we use a cream that washes off and removes the hair. Before you ask … no, just don’t ask who ‘we’ are, okay?”Rosa stood up and hugged her. “I am sorry dear. What a terrible way to meet someone. Call me Rosa, please. If you are good enough friends with Sonja and Margaret to be running around naked, it is good enough for me.” She got Helen’s coffee and returned with some for herself and sat at the table with her. “Now, answer my question, you. Your father learned his lesson manyyears ago. And I bet you didn't know, from time to time he still needsto be reminded that he has a feminine side. So don't you ever mumble tome again, young lady!" Now get dressed. You have some wonderful surprises, which you won'tlike, today."Mother left me to do her bidding. With all the practice I had yesterdaywith changing and recharging any and all types of female finery, I had apretty good idea of what came first and how to install the pieces on aboyish.