I was surprised when she dropped one hand to her clit and began frigging herself off.But, somehow it turned me on even more. The more she frigged the ...uicker her fucking became. As I played aggressively with her boobs she began urging me on. Excitedly she moaned, "Phillip oh yes play with mommy's titties. Oh yes baby that is the way. Damn it mother fucker cum inside of mommy. Come on bastard fuck me."Now, we were pounding one another. Her muscle control was marvelous. It felt like a half hour. I can’t remember if it was a Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday or Thursday. All I remember is that the next day was a regular workday. It was about 8 p.m.I was sitting naked on a couch in theater section for about 15 minutes watching the gay porn movie when a cross-dressed gurl walked in. The only light came from the movie screen. Still I could barely see her face but she clearly had shoulder length dark hair. I had to look downward just to be sure she had that something extra. She did. Nice and. He spent the weekends for the rest of the year as Tamara, anadorable little toddler girl that wore pretty, frilly dresses, loved toplay dress-up with her dollies and draw pictures of fairies and princesseswith her crayons. Then there was Mike, who was so helpful around thehouse that I bought him a French Maid's uniform. My maid, Mimi, happilycleaned my house and did various other chores every Saturday morning. Herreward afterwards was to clean my pussy with her tongue before beingallowed to. ”Milo laid on the bed, contemplating how it all got to this. How he was spending his weekend mornings licking his mothers dirty pussy instead of having brunch with his friends. He had been under her control for such a long time that he had begun to develop depraved desires of his own. What started out like a curious sex education when he was younger had spun out of control into a forbidden feast. He had tried his best to fight it, but his mother was too strong, both mentally and physically..