She holds a bra over her head and prisses around the room saying how queer and sissy she is while she wiggles her ass in her pink panties that has lac... on the ass and a little pink bow on the front. She loves to put bras on the other girls and hook the clasps and giggles how cute they are. She loves red lipstick and red nail and toe polish. Sissy-bra likes to dress kinda teen style. Her favorite outfit is pink A cup satin bra and pink panties. Freshly shaven legs. Girly hi waisted shorts. Our maid was also sleeps in our room on the floor in a mat. She was around twenty, fair good looking with medium size boobs. She used to wear blouse and Mundu (dhothi type). I liked her very much as she used to tell us so many stories and she plays with us when she was free. She takes us to nearby pond to take bath and taught us how to swim. When we play together I watch her giggling boobs innocently and that sight made me happy. One day I put a golly (marble) inside her blouse. When she. “Mom,” I stop my thrusting, “I’m sor…”. “No don’t stop she!” she interrupts “Please”. I slowly begin fucking her again. Her pussy becomes moist, and my cock is slathered in her juices. As I play with her tits, she begins massageing her clitoris. “UGHHH” I pant. As I explode inside my mother. She turns her head and kisses my lips. Exhausted, I hold her in my arms and pass out. Around 8:30 am we wake up, my cock still inside of my mothers vagina, my arms wrapped around her. She looks at me and. “I’ve got a letter.”It was her sheer excitement at such a mundane thing that made me realise she’d probably never even had a letter before.“Look, Michael, it’s got my name on it.”“Why don’t you open it, mum?”She did, like a child opening a Christmas present, she read it and then showed it to me.“Is this a windup?”It was from a major British film producer asking mum for a meet with a view to making a film of her life story.“Don’t think so mum,” I said. “I’ve heard of this guy myself.”“What.