I lifted my hands to her chest and started to caress her tits through that wonderful satin gown. The silky, shiny material was driving me wild and I l...ved the way mom's tits weighed into my hands through it. Standing there engulfed with each other, I continued to explore my mother's lips as I was fondling her breasts and hips.Then, as if she had received an electric shock, mom flexed her entire body as she arched backwards and let out a low moan. Looking down, I saw Chris standing on his knees. The second was my cousins. I knew they had all been told before my arrival that their cousin was a bit of a sissy. They were told that I preferred Michelle rather than Michael and that my peers back home referred to me as Sissy Michelle. It was a term meant to cause hurt but only affirmed what I knew I was. They had been told of my liking to dressing in girl’s clothes. I would learn they also knew of my sexual activities. That first night lying in my bed, in that dark bunkhouse, there seemed to. " She said needlessly."I could have just left her to suffer with the pain." I said slightly defensively, but I felt a twinge as I thought they were questioning my work."No master, you couldn't. If a slave runs away she has to be punished." Billie-Jo said and reached under the table to produce a cane, she looked at Sharon, "Mistress Sharon, if you can hold me as I don't think I'll be able to stay still." She said."Sharon I don't think I..." I began to say."Paul, she's right and you know it. Do. There would be everything we needed and the biggest part of what we want right here under our noses." The two husbands would be out tending to the chores, with Tod. Robbi was due to go back to school in the next few days, and one of them would have to go bring Betty's k**s here, or stay and take care of them. Robbi had discovered that, after this semester, she would have to transfer to another school to get the courses she wanted, and the college here offered them, so she, too was thinking.