Mom poured him a glass and made general conversation. I could see that Peter was waiting for a moment to take things further with us and seemed to be ...etting Mom in a relaxed mood first. An hour and two bottle of wine latter, Peter bought up the topic of our kitchen session two mornings previously. He asked Mom he she liked my fucking her arse and both he and I filling her knickers with two huge loads of spunk. Mom replied that it had been fantastic and especially exciting with Susan only a few. “If you can try to be here around seven, your work clothes will be fine,” mom said.“If not I can always raid your closet, we’re still the same size except for maybe a cup size on the tits, but I don’t mind stretching out your shirts,” Aunt Lisa laughed.“And I won’t mind stretching out your wallet so you go right ahead,” mom laughed back.“This would be the perfect time to yell ‘catfight’ but I’ll let it pass unnoticed,” I said.“If I had the time I’d give your mother a proper beatdown,” Aunt Lisa. Both boys and girls trying out smoking for the first time would gather at the toilets which facing away from any overlooking houses was the ideal dry and private location away from adult prying eyes.One fine autumn evening I decided to go for a smoke and set off to the "bogs" as we called it. On route I bumped into 2 "girl Friends" (girls I knew of my age who were just friends) who decided they would tag along as they to were at a loose end (boring samll village life!). Normally on arrival. "Don't mean to disturb the two of you! But, your Mom's got another little pussy that is badly in need of some much needed lovin' up!"*** As expected, Beth called shortly after eight, wishing to talk to Jo about Joe. Aware that she had a good two hours to go before the residual girl-time ran its' course and she began the regression phase that would restore her manhood, Jo nevertheless continually kept herself appraised of the time while she was on the phone with Beth. Then, providing herself.