This is our suhag raat not talk raat . I smiled .Meine mom ko bed pe litya aur unke pure badan ko chusne laga pehle meine unke boobs chuse its was ver... soft , meine pagal hota jar aha tha aur meine unke boobs bite karna chalu akr diye ., mere luv bites unke gore gore boobs pe saaf dikhayi de rahe the , Se was also enjoying it , beta aur bite kar inhe , mujhe bahut maza aa rah hai mere nipples ko bite kar . mein bhi maa ki baatein suntan jar aha tha aur folowo karta jar aha tha , fir mein dheere. I then landed five more spanks on her already red ass. *SMACK!* *SMACK!* *SMACK!* *SMACK!* *SMACK!* "I said hold your ass checks apart, bitch... NOW!" She sobbed and reached back and pulled her ass cheeks apart, showing me all that she had to offer. Her little pink anus almost begged to have things done to it. I grabbed the tube of K-Y, and put some some of it on my finger. It felt real warm, but not too hot. I then rubbed a little of it on her anus, and then started to slowly push my finger. My waist was pressed tightly by the constricting attire, but although I couldn’t breathe freely, it seemed to spike my femininity. I looked down at the curves it produced, and a rush of adrenaline surged through me. I was looking more and more like a real girl. Luckily, I had always worn my hair long. I therefore needed only to style it properly. I knew that it would be difficult to do it myself, so I had been up early and gone to a hairdresser nearby. This felt like a last rehearsal before. He usually fell asleep in the backseat, but he kind of liked that too.As they all bundled into the Packard, Mom and Dad lit up theircigarettes and turned on the radio. Dean Martin sang "Volare", then"Twilight Time" by the Platters came on. Not that those names meantanything to him (and wouldn't, not for another 15 years). He liked themusic, but not the cigarette smoke. He laid down on the floor in theback seat to get away from the smell, his little legs comfortablyarched over the transmission.