And my straight black wig, and all the cheap jewelry. The same outfit I'd worn to the Percherons, and then to that Night club where half the BiGirls h...d disappeared with men who were not their husbands, and I had barely escaped with my virtue."Let's go out!" I said. "Meet some people. I want to party!"She looked at me peculiarly for a long while, and seemed to make up her mind about something. Then she sat down in a soft chair, solidly, and put her feet on a hassock. "Why go out?" she asked.. Me and Phil now had our heads right beside each other buried between the stockinged legs that Mom wrapped around us to the soft material of her stockings rubbed against our necks.Our tongues licked and lapped at our big brother's cum as it leaked from Mom's pussy. The smell was intoxicating and the taste stronger and saltier but no less tasty than our dad's had been. It was a special treat to get to eat more than one load of sticky spunk from the cunt that birthed us and we were very happy to. She was holding my head on to her boobs and the more and more tightly. I bent down to give her a blowjob but immediately she pulled in reverse to do the same. Her pussy smelled like wonderfully. Automatically my mouth opened to eat it like if it was my fav. dish. We were in 69 position within no time. Blowjob is a heaven on bed activity and best way to please your partners. I wish I could write the pleasure which is totally impossible. So go and experience it for yourselves. She broke first and. ***So when he told me his secret, I couldn't tell him mine. I was supportive. We stayed up, and we talked, and we hugged. I held back and held back and held back, until I actually started to feel dizzy. We hadn't held each other like this since my confession, and I was going insane just keeping myself from crying. Because I knew then that I could never have him. Ever.He'd explained to me that he was going to go all the way; take hormones, have voice lessons, electrolysis, the whole lot. He was,.