With each step she takes, mom's ass cheeks will deliciously bounce and sway, side to side. A phenomenon I like to call the "Jell-O effect."There wasn'... a day that went by when I didn't want to sink my thick 7-inch cock into her tight, pink pucker. Honestly, I was so in love with that fuckin' ass of hers, my dick throbbed every time I saw it. Unfortunately, my chances of ever fucking my mom's sweet ass were a little less than zero. It was totally pointless to even consider. Mom would never allow. After talking with Elanna, I got busy and took a long hot bath and shaved my pussy nice and smooth and then got out, dried, and got dressed and ready to go to the shops. I got to the lingerie shop about 11 am. After I walked in, a very nice young woman met me and asked how she could help me, so I told her that my friend Elanna had recommended her shop and that I was soon going to start dancing at Nick’s Gentleman’s Club and that I wanted to look at panties and outfits to dance in. The young. Wow my son was homophobic and transphobic just like his grandfather!What was I going to do about it? Well, normally I would not be wearingthis stupid French Maid's dress, would I? Or my stupid white lace apronor the cap? Now this was going to be the last time I ever saw my son.All because of my love of crossdressing.Another part of me said, "Chin up Blanche, dear. Stop crying. You don'twant your son to see you crying do you? Get a grip of yourself woman!Just because your son has turned. She screamed into my neck with every shunt before I had to shake her off as her bite was too painful. Once her mouth was off, she screamed into my ear. "Are you okay?" I asked foolishly."Yes!" She yelled. "Fuck me," she cried out loud. Her nails scratched at my back as the tightness of her pussy quickly brought me to the brink. I accelerated down the home straight, pumping her hard and fast as I piston fucked her at speed quickly exploding into her.As soon as I ejaculated, I slowed down to.