She finally got up and started to put the dishes on the shelves as I watched nervously to see if she would feel the cum on her ass and it seemed like ...he didn't notice anything at all and after she was done cleaning, she gave another look into my room to see if I was watching but couldn't see much and turned off the kitchen lights and left the room. I was wondering if she was going to feel the wetness on her bum when she goes to bed and how she was going to react, she will probably think that. Eventually I went back to bed and slept soundly, very peaceful, and awoke refreshed, bright eyed and bushy tailed, the thought most prevalent on my mind was that I could now be considered a woman, even though my breasts were nothing more than a pair of swollen nipples, and I could still count the single pubic hairs on my cunt. I skipped from bed and went out into the living room. The house was quite and the men had left, and my father had slept on the divan with a blanket over him. I sat on the. I slurped so hard that she lost her balance and regained. Then I took my moms panties red colour with faded colour at that spot and sniffed and instead of licking I started chewing it hard inside my mouth and the juices started oozing out. She pulled the panty from my teeth and asked how was it, I said it was the best feeling. Then she asked that now I got the taste of moms panty I would leave her. I said it was your scent I have not my moms, moms panty was only physically in my mouth but your. What did suddenly surprise me was that I realized it was exciting me also. I could actually feel myself becoming wet as he continued to sting my ass with his hand.Finally he stopped swatting me and began to rub my flaming skin. I could feel his continued excitement and my own breathing was becoming more rapid and a little ragged. Then Matt leaned forwards and placed a wet kiss on each of my bottom cheeks, letting his tongue slide over the hot flesh. I gave a moan and gasped out, "Matt, I want.