Besides if that old coot actually practiced magic rather than spending his time bothering me, the mandrake extract I borrowed from is lab would have b...en fresh. His little niece would have ended in my bed rather than in the infirmary puking her guts out.My name is Silas Dunmore and this is how it all began. I was born in a farm in the small village of Sheepmeadow , everything you need to know about it is in the name. My mom was a naive farm girl that believed since before my birth that my dad. From that point I started talking and behaving like a girl to him and I went and sat near him naked and asked him You always say u wanted to fuck me but why are you now angry”. he said “Only if you were a girl” so I went closer to him, kissed him on his cheeks, started licking his ears and said in his ear “I am a girl dear, wont you fuck me tonight” and moved my hands towards his dick and felt it was like a steel rod, I saw into his eyes and asked “See I am making you horny.He pushed me and. .She hold my hands and took me to her bedroom. As soon as i entered the room i closed the door and smooched her lips which lead for 10 minutes and i pushed her in the bed. I was in top of her. And smooched again. At this time my hands moved toward her boobs holding right melon. Her breath was little high. I started massaging that. Later i saw her eyes which was closed all these time and asked in low voice to remove her top .. She smiled and raised her hands. The was a pink bra holding those. I watched intently as Mom wrapped her flush lips around my drooping member. After a bug nut like that, my cock was tired... which only seemed to turn Mom on all the more. "Grab my phone outta my jeans for me, would you, Patrick?"I stretched over to the end of bed dick and grabbed my mom's denims while she still played with my dick. Finding her phone, I looked at it front and back, noting the camera."This is a Kodak moment, what we've got going on here," I chuckled, and Mom grinned.