“The dares are supposed to be between us, not other people.” Mom rarely ever chastised them, but to start playing with her body made the dare tota...ly unacceptable. It wasn’t like he didn’t want to. He had fantasized about his mother constantly, but to actually feel her up.“You too chicken to complete the dare, “Scott asked?I looked to my sister Taylor for help. She just shrugged her shoulders and giggled. Jenn was rolling on the floor laughing. They were all expecting me to get in trouble. I. He held her belly with his palms until it didn’t feel quite so hot. Then he raised his hands to her breasts. They felt warm, and his hands must have felt cold to her, but she sort of nodded when he reached them. And her nipples were so firm between his fingers.There was a football game going on in front of them, and he gave it enough attention to know what all the shouting was about. The important occurrence, however, was the soft, warm Marilyn under his hands. He kissed the side of her neck. He transferred this onto my ring-piece and both fingers were up me again. This time he rotated them and dipped in and out, reaming me open wider and ensuring juice was everywhere. Then he smeared more of my wetness on his johnnyed cock. This was the point of no return and there were shouts of encouragement as he placed his cock against my ring. I gasped and pushed back, feeling a slight dilation as my muscle relaxed. Greg pushed forward and to the accompaniment of gleeful whoops, his cock. " Who is this?" you replied, yawning sleepily as you blinked awake slowly."Oh it doesn't matter who I am, it matters who you are! Or rather, what you are!" came the cheerful tone again before adding "Notice anything different, dear?"What the hell was all of this about? It was the middle of summer vacation, your parents were away on holiday, and you had the full intention of enjoying yourself on these lazy days without some cryptic riddler calling you first thing in the morning. "Alright, listen.