"I miss you both terribly," she said after a moment of silence, smiling down at us. "You both look very happy." "He has an interesting story to tell,... said Nat, turning to me. "But it'll have to wait until you get sprung. How long did you get?" "A week. I was surprised it wasn't longer. Mom really loves that vibrator. Even dad doesn't know about it." "The male ego is a little slighted when it finds out that an electronic device is being used to get your woman off and implies that you're not. ” He dead panned at me. I was blurting out something about it being a mistake and that I must have been just staring off into space but he stopped me midsentence and said “Stop lie bitch, your shaved smooth from your head to your toes, I can spot a sissy faggot from a mile away. The last one I had rotated out of here. I’m thinking you might be my new piece of sissy cunt.” This I could handle so I smiled and said Id seen him and had been wondering how is cock would feel in my mouth. He told me. What do you mean by that? I have always looked at life differently than how I was raised. It is similar to my curiosity being piqued by sex solely because my parents made it out to be this huge secretive thing that I should never do. They taught me the same way about how to treat others. They burned it into my memory that you treat people how you want to be treated. This piqued my curiosity once again because a true bully treats you awful, regardless of how you treat them. I learned later on. So, when I finally decided, I went in and kissed my step mum on the lips. To all my happiness, my step mother didn't flinch but carried on the kiss by opening her mouth a little for her tongue to explore. Whilst the kiss was taking place, I had somehow spread my hand over her breasts, feeling them and then unbuttoning her top to see her amazing breasts. As we broke the kiss, we both started to undress ourselves and lie down on the bed naked whilst watching TV. I was at her back, when the show.