I could feel it moving in inch by inch, expanding the tract with each small inward thrust. I looked into the mirror on the wall and the image that app...ared back was striking. I did look like a woman, my red painted fingernails on his strong shoulders, the red toenails topping my feet that were wrapped around his waist, and the long blond hair in contrast to his manly hairy back.I suddenly became so turned on because I felt like I was his woman. There was something to this visual image that. Instead, my parents were happily chatting as they prepared the table and heated up food. Before they noticed my presence, I saw my father walk behind my mother and wrap his arms around her waist. She smiled and leaned back into him with a soft hum. I cleared my throat and they turned around. ‘Wash up and have a seat, honey,’ my mother instructed me. When I returned to the table, everything was ready. I waited awkwardly for my father to finish praying, then began serving myself. After a few. .. fuck em ... right for me ... see Bridget do it...and she smiled thinking of her sister.It was the next week that Maureen called him to tell him, that her sister wanted to meet him. "Alright, bring Tammy, we'll meet at the Drake." By now Maur was smart enough not to question Peter.Bridget complained, "Maur, its bad enough I have to be interviewed for a place to live, but then he insists that you bring my niece to watch me being belittled!"Bridge, he may be a teenager, but you better learn, he. We have touched each other and watched each other but we never do full sex. One weekend mum was feeling horny and I said you should go to town and get yourself a young guy to have some fun with.The following night mum got dressed up and hit the town by herself and I went to the pub, a coupe of hours later I got a text telling me to go home and get the video camera ready, she added she would be home in 20 minutes.When she turned up I was astonished, not only had she brought a guy back but she.