" He leaned his hips forward and I took the head of his cock in my mouth and sucked on it like he told me to. My mind was racing thinking what had g...tten into him, what was he doing to me, why was he making me do this? I knew that fathers and sons didn't do this together and that it was wrong. But I didn't have any choice. He was the boss. As always.He was breathing heavier now and moving his hips forward thrusting his cock into my mouth and almost making me gag. He built up some. Before I could pass the point of no return, her mouth left my cock and she sat up on my face again, smothering me. With a final moan, she withdrew her ass from my face, letting me catch my breath. "Time for the main event," she said, moving to get some lube from her dresser. "Get on all fours for me, baby. I want to fuck you from behind." I obediently got on my hands and knees, offering my ass up for my trans goddess. My heart was racing as I felt the bed shift with her weight behind me, her. "Come on, hon -- tell me what you think," she pleaded. "It really is important to me." Uhhmm ... well, it's great to see you so happy, Mom," I tried to explain. "You -- you were really sexy at the party." And now, I wanted to say, but couldn't summon up the nerve."Aw, thanks, hon." She was quite pleased with the compliment, I could tell."So, Jen ... you got Cindy to give you a tattoo, huh?" Vicky asked me, right out of the blue.I stared at her, in utter shock. Shit. What is she thinking!?"A. "I know, but I want to be pretty for you," she answered.I hugged and kissed her for several minutes. "I love you, Sammy," I said.We got to New York and took a room at t nice, but not fancy hotel near where Mr. Galioto held court. The weather was cold now, so the dusters were not out of place, neither were the gloves we were going to wear.The plan was simple, walk into the restaurant, and kill everyone who tried to stop us from killing Mr. Galioto. Kill him, and walk out the back door. No.