I'm not really sure why I didn't cum right then, on the spot after hearing this gorgeous creature say such things to me. At that point, it was time fo... reciprocation..I slide my hand, from her thigh, directly to her pussy.. I couldn't believe the heat I was feeling between her legs....she wasn't exaggerating. I was fairly certain at that point her mouth wasn’t the only place she wanted to put my cock. She put her hand on top of mine, and pushed it in tight against her now noticeably hot, pussy.. I always used to wear my mom’s clothes like bra & nighty sometimes her dress, like legging skirt etc. But it couldn’t keep me happy I wanted to have a wardrobe for me full with clothes. It all began as a process and this just started.First it began using only lads which were unsuccessful, I met a lot of guys through chat which was stupid, then I met a guy who had a weird fantasy for feet, yes you got it right, he loved my feet, he didn’t want anything else which was weird, I ended up meeting. ?I have to take the key now and you must leave the door open all night in case your father wants to visit,? she informed me, ?Get up now and be dressed and ready for breakfast at half past seven.? She left the door wide open and a few minutes later Jenny came out of their bedroom looking quite smug.??Surely Daddy didn’t fuck her while mummy was in bed too?? My thoughts about her proved correct and while in the bathroom, Jenny whispered what happened. ?Mummy took me into their bedroom and Daddy. I greeted Pip’s parents and inquired how they were.“Oh, just fantastic, my boy,” Steve exclaimed without a trace of sarcasm.“We took your advice. Yesterday, my wife and I started planning an around the world trip. We found all our old travel plans from the earlier years of our marriage. All the trips and plans we never had the time or money to do.”It seems my chat with them had taken its effect. I could already see it, as they both looked more relaxed and less weighed down with the burdens of.