From their breathing and what I could read of their emotional state I sensed that my parents were still asleep. In the night the sheets had slipped do...n to reveal Mom's bare breasts, nipples erect in the cool air of the room. I pulled the remaining sheets off of her; she stirred, but didn't wake.I insinuated a bit of influence, and she moaned slightly in her sleep. Her nipples became even firmer, and her legs drifted apart. I could see a tinge of moisture begin there. Mentally preventing her. " Alright, you have a bet," I said. "But you had better prove it's notjust crossdressers. I am not being turned into a girl just because youcan find some statistic on a crossdressing website. You had better finda few places that sell men's hosiery! If you can't you let me out of thecorset." OK, but if I can also find these websites, it's more than just youwearing the stockings as that was the first part of the bet you have toagree to a third bet." On what?" You'll see," was all that she. They clin to her nipples and she squeals. She is mother goddess Kali and she is ecstatic with sexual and spiritual joy.Look at her, how she grabs their hair and slays them with her fierce trident. She knows no barriers. No only she can mate with her son’s but also slay them at will. It is only by slaying that she grants them the boom of salvation or moksha. Bow to the great mother .’After saying these prayers, it prescribed to chant Om namah Shivaya till the end of the consecrated procedure. I. No longer is she silent: she screams, loud and long, wailing and sobbing without shame, her body basking in the ultimate feminine pleasure yet pleading for more like a the longtime addict. I knew no one would care about hearing me, I roared with each forceful thrust into her, even as I move faster up into her, no longer merely brushing into her cervix. We sang a raucous, primal duet until, suddenly, I stilled myself, pressed snugly against her cervix, shaking violently as I swelled within her..