Can we go back to bed? I'm still tired."I checked the clock and noticed that it was already 9AM."We need to get up and make sure our sisters get some ...reakfast." I guess. I'm still tired though." What do you expect when you stay up all night jumping my bones, only to be wide awake only a few hours later?" No, I guess not. It was wonderful though." That it was my love. And that it shall continue to be." I still wish you would have taken a chance with me getting pregnant. I would love to give you. I took careful aim and released......The first rope blasted her square in the middle of her face and splashed all over her forehead. The next couple globbed right into her eyes, forcing them shut. She screamed under the panties as I'm sure it stung like a bitch....Linda told me it did. Her face was covered with my hot spurt, so I lowered my aim and blasted her tits with the rest of my load. Her blouse caught some of my seed, probably ruining it. Hey, fuck it, that's what dry cleaners are. I just lay there in stupor. The first thing I realized was that it was not my bed. It was far too large, soft, and smelled too good to be mine.Then I got this feeling that I wasn't alone. Maybe it was the odd perfume, or after shave, it was hard to tell the difference, that gave it away. Maybe it's the breathing that wasn't coming from me, or maybe it was the feel of skin pressed against my naked ass. That Sunday morning it was definitely skin. Since I didn't feel a penis, or boobs, he or she. I knocked on the door."Um, mom?" I asked."Come in," she said.I thought about making a joke how I did that already last night in her mouth but decided to not mention anything until I found out where she stood.I entered my mom & dad's bedroom. Mom was in a black babydoll with a gray bra support and no panty on, sitting on the edge of her white bed, legs crossed, wearing high heels. The way she was dressed made me very optimistic."Wow, Mom," I muttered. "You look ...so beautiful."She said nothing..