You could send me to jail with the video tape.”“Well, it hardly does any good to swat your ass if you’re just going to get off on it, does it?�... she replied, crossing her arms.“You could… have your husband rape me...” she offered, “If you want to.” giving Cathleen a questioning look.“Silly girl, you can’t rape the willing.” she replied, “I’m better off just letting you stew right there for the rest of the day.” and turned her attention to James, “Come on honey, let’s go.” patting James on his. I bucked as hard as I came, and once drained I deflated, seeming to become one with the mattress. Then, a voice: “My darling girl. You came home. Oh, how I have missed you so.” Recognition was immediate, still, questioningly, I said, “Mom?” “Yes, honey, it’s me,” she said, and moved up, placing her cum-covered lips against mine. Her tongue darted into my mouth, then she quickly turned, and before I knew what to say or do we were in a 69. She was eating my pussy like it was the last slice of. My mom wore these white women's orthopedic shoes with a chunky heel to work, and when she wasn't working and not home I fell in love with these shoes along with the addition of tan nylon stockings, i wanked myself into a crossdressing lifestyle that would last to this very day. I was caught only twice by siblings and never by my parents although i'm certain they must have known or at least had an idea. Over the next 10 or so years, i would dress up and jerkoff often. save in high school. Other. "Bobby." She said, again not angrily and with a hint of amusement."Sorry mom." Bobby giggled."No you're not." She said teasingly.Bobby watched as she tried her best to wipe her arm. Oh my God this semen is still warm...and there's so much of it. Surely this can't be from one orgasm, can it? She thought."Some girls would just lick it up and swallow it." He joked."Yeah, well I'm not "some girl," I'm your mother and I certainly don't need the taste of your sperm on my tongue when I kiss your.