"No... we can't." Chris pushed down, forcing another inch into his mother's hole. "Chris," she gasped and pushed upward on his hips with her hands. Th...re wasn't much strength in her arms however. "Just a little more," Chris whispered. "Oh God Chris," Allison gasped as she felt more of her son's penis enter her. Suddenly her hands were no longer on his hips, but lying on his ass. Chris took that as a sign and he pushed deeper. "Ahhhh Mom," he gasped as he slipped another inch into her. When he. It was a stroke of luck that the next day that he found a lingerie catalog among the stack of mail. Instead of dropping them on the dining room table, he took them to his room where he devoured the images on the glossy pages until he heard his sister announce that she was home.He waited for about ten minutes after he heard her bedroom door close before he stood outside and tapped on her door. He was invited in where he handed her the lingerie catalog."This was among my stuff," he lied."You. Bobbi put on her blouse and bra, but Millie wasn't satisfied. "Go doyour nails too, in that great color that matches your blouse." Shepainted her nails. Millie made her do one of them over because it wasmessy. I bet Millie was wet from doing this. Finally, Bobbi's outfit was right and we went to a shoe store. Millie asked the salesgirl for two pair of tan stockings in Bobbi'ssize. The salesgirl assumed a haughty air: "We sell stockings to womenand girls, not to fairies." Bobbi looked upset but. "Sir, may I speak?" Yes, slut." May I speak freely, sir?" Yes – speak already!" You shouldn't be in here with me tonguing your ass and you shouldn't be worrying about ... whatever ... is going on in the new part of the house. You should be out in the living room fucking Meredith on any and every surface you can drape her over."Only my permission for her to speak freely kept me from slapping her across the room."Are you finished?" I asked, my voice deceptively calm in a way that every sub that's.