They can take their crystallized knot of fear and call it what they want to. We’re going to cut the knot and be free aren’t we Gracie?”“Yes ho...ey we’re going to be free.” She gave me the tenderness kiss and my mouth filled with her soft pink tongue. The next day we made our plans. When I told my mother and father, my mom gave me a funny look and just shrugged. My father took me aside and in one of the few ‘father-son’ moments we ever had he said with a conspiratorial smile, “You’ll probably. Slowly she reached behind her searching for the small lug. The only sound to be heard was that of a zip being lowered. Adèle shifted her position slightly as she wriggled out of the skirt exposing the tiniest matching pair of panties. Folding the skirt neatly she laid it with her other clothes. Ross’s cock was getting uncomfortable in his restricting clothing as it grew to its erect state. Without any shame he slipped his hand inside his shorts and fished out his hardened meat. Gazing upon the. But, now it was open and waiting for me. It was mine to have just as it had been for my father on that night so long ago. Every nerve in my body was tingling with a depraved need for release, that could only be satisfied in one way. At last my mother lay before me open completely. Then she reached up for me. She grunted as I buried my cock into her vagina all the way up to its hairy hilt. ”Make me a woman again,” she groaned, thrusting herself up against me, “make me forget your father…. He'd alwaysbeen somewhat dainty, but as she looked down at him now, with the nicelytrimmed eyebrows, the bangs forming a cute, youthful fringe above hisbrows and the under-flipped hair spread on his pillow below him... itwas different, that was for sure and with the baby blue pajama toppeaking out in the space between the base of his neck and billows of herred velvet skirts, he looked... soft. Pretty, even. And little in a wayshe'd never considered him before. Like a child.She tightened her.