"It was at that point which my mother spread the lower half of her robe open to reveal her bare vagina to me up close. It was pink and moist, and it l...oked even better now than seeing it from across the room like I did yesterday."I wasn't planning on this," she said with complete sincerity. "I thought I would just confess and that would be it. It just so happened that I got out of the shower and got a cup of coffee, and then you came down the stairs early before I could get dressed."My mother. Soon she started to spit on my lund while massaging and she was also massaging my balls and after quite some time my lund became hard and she smiled and she got up and brought some Vaseline and she became doggy on the sofa and she said ‘ Vaseline meri gaand ke ander laga aur tera lund ghoosa ke gaand mar” so I stood up and when I saw her small rounded gaand I was mad and I immediately scooped out lot of Vaseline and started to apply it inside her gaand with my finger andI was pushing my. “Severen,” he warned.Damn I opened the door and walked to the kitchen smiling.“Well look who got some this morning,” Alison, the first girl of the home, teased me.“It must have been good for you to be moaning like that,” Azya giggled.I blushed while going to the sink to wash my hands and looked around to see what was done and what needed to be done.Myra just walked over to me, placed her head on my shoulder, and smiled. “We’re about all done. Will you set the table?”I nodded and as I grabbed. Now I like girls and everything but, what seemed to get my cock the hardest was the though of some creepy old man wanting to use me for sex. I thought it was a weird fantasy and a bit sickening but, it always seemed to consume my mind when i would jerk off. so, i let it be. I mean if i thought it was weird , what the hell would my friends think. I decided I would stay in the closet and conform to societies norm, until i could find a good job and get out on my own. then i wouldn't care what.