A few more breaths and his mindsoftened. His mind didn't really care about anything specific, but throughthe pleasant haze, he remembered the clothes....He wondered if they felt asnice as the smell made him feel. He reached into the drawer and felteverything. The panties, bras and pantyhose felt softer and more eroticthan anything he'd ever touched before.He wasn't really aware that he was breathing deeply, but he'd become soaroused it was quite natural. This served to take in more of the. Mom jab bi ghar k kaam karti hai to suit pehenti hai aur unke boobs dikhte hai.Mai around 1 year se mom or son wali story pad raha tha. Pehle maine kabi apni mom ko sex ki nazaro se nahi dekha. Par jab se story padni start kari tab se meri aakhe khul gai. Mai apne mom ksexy figure ko notice karne laga. Unka hot dressing sense aur unka makeup sab notice karne laga. Mai fir hamesha apni mom k bare mei soch k muth marta tha. Aur jab bi mauka milta unki used panty ko smell kar ke muth marta tha.. Deciding it was safe, he let his sister scamper the ten or so feet to her room across the hallway. Not too surprisingly, that night they each had very graphic dreams about what they anticipated for later that day. That resulted in two sets of messy sheets.Chapter 2To all outward appearances, the Plummers were having a normal breakfast. Ron, Susan, Katherine, and Alan sat around the dining table eating the mashed-potato pancakes that Susan had cooked, just like a stereotypical nuclear family.. "Michael was embarrassed, "Sorry Mom, I got the bedroom so Jeff uses the living room which means he has control of the décor. I would have taken them down, but I didn't get a chance to ask Jeff whether it would be okay. Don't worry, you'll be sleeping in my room."Christine looked around at the meager furnishings. There was one couch, a table and a television set. She frowned as she noticed something conspicuously absent. "Where are you going to sleep Michael? I don't see a bed."Michael pointed.