I pulled his hands back to my chest. "Close your eyes Chad pretend I'm Elaine." His cock lurched and spat out more pre-cum. He always had the creamies... dick I'd ever seen. I slid down his legs and took his cock into my mouth. I'd never been able to deep throat him, but I gave it a respectable try. Chad had a natural stamina. I could blow him for an hour and if he didn't want to cum he didn't, or if we only had ten minutes, he could spew a load after just a few sucks. After about ten minutes. ” “Oh, Jenny, it’s not as easy as that and you know it,” an equally exasperated Sandy countered. “He’s my son, I’m his mother, and such things aren’t right. Are they?” “If you’re asking me to be your social conscience you already know where I stand. Hell, welcome him back, use him, play with him and see where it goes. If nothing else you’ll be getting ‘some’, and dare I say a quality ‘some’, and who knows? Who cares what you choose to do in the privacy of your own home. You are both adults, and. If Momwere still here, she would not be the wiser, shewouldn't even notice the straps if you wore one of myold training bras under your shirt. But since mom isnot here, let's go ahead and do it all. I'm going toturn you into a girl. You would like that, wouldn'tyou? But I want to be sure. I don't want to rush youinto this. Si I want you to ask me directly. Say it. Say "Jenna, I want you to turn me into a girl." Okay. Sure. Jenna, I'm interested in seeing how itwould be if I were dressed up in. She said now you better tell me everything and be honest. After I wasfinally to find my voice and could talk to her I spent the next 30minutes spilling my life story about my divorce, and my fantasies anddressing up and how I only did by myself and in private. she asked whythe chains and locks? I told her I how enjoyed dressing up and decided totake it to the next level with the chains and locks as well, also thisway I couldn't back out and remove my clothes like I did a lot of timeafter only a.