Underneath she was wearing a mist blue sheer see through teddy. It was so transparent I could see everything; her overly large tits and nipples accent...d by a nice tan line and the outline of her neatly trimmed pussy were there for me to gaze upon. Completely shocked by her doing this I asked, "what the hell do you thing you're doing?" Mom began to cry telling me she just wanted my opinion of whether I believed she was attractive and desirable; she hadn't meant to offend me. Still crying she was. In the village of Greenwall on a fateful day when the young Cassia, now eighteen years of age, would have her life changed forever.Cassia Des’Cantier strode out of her front door. She was not in a good mood, which was not unusual for any day she had to leave the house on top of the hill and go down into the village, but today it was especially bad. She’d had a nightmare last night. She was trapped in a room without doors or windows, and the walls began to close in, suffocating her. This made. "Hi, Mom, what's for supper," his usual question."Pizza, I just made the dough." Great, you make the best there is, I'm hungry already. Gonna go change. Where's Sarah?" he said over his shoulder as he ran upstairs."Off to Katie's, be back around six." I shouted at him.Well, the ordinariness of his coming home left me wondering if our sweet, sexy interlude was destined to be a one-time thing.I got the needed pizza-making accessories ready, the peel, the small rolling pin, the pizza cutter and. Her loss,my gain,innit".His knob's swelling in me fist but I don't wanna get him going too much coz I want his hot piss so I crack open another can & hand it over.He doesn't refuse...just as I hoped...& guzzles most of it down in one,letting out a huge belch,nice one.I ask him to describe his lass knowing that by now his bladder is filling up nicely & with his knob on the stonk he'll be needing a piss pretty soon & like most blokes pissing through a stiffie it intensifies the stream! See,always.