When I looked in the mirror I felt as though the weight of my breasts would break my back if I leaned backwards. "Please can I take it off Momma? It h...rts, it cuts into me," I said. "No. You want to act like a little whore then you'll learn to be one, now on your knees," Momma said. I knelt on the floor and Momma tugged off her shift. She picked up a strap-on dildo and slipped into it. "Open your mouth," she said. I didn't. "Open your mouth!" Momma repeated. I still refused. Then Momma grabbed. . I mean... well... What was your mommy dearest doing when you walked through that door and caught her in the middle of the living room?She wasn't doing ANYTHING! All I saw was her legs as she darted up the stairs. She must have had her reasons for being in such a hurry, even though she could have at least hung up the phone instead of dropping it to the floor as she ran.Hmmm, so nip-nip just did manage to get out of that little predicament after all. Well I know what she was doing just before. I triggered a strong one by pulling on her nipples. Her moans rippled through my cock. All of my senses were overwhelmed. She retched as I shot my load against her tonsils. We both went into such violent orgasmic convulsions that I don't know how we stayed connected. The storm gradually passed and she lay heavily on top of me, her chest heaving against my belly.She turned around and snuggled against my hairy chest. "Wow, Dad, wherever did you learn to eat pussy like that? You nearly sucked me. I wiped the goo off my cock and balls with toilet paper and then got back into my boy clothes as the soaking wet panty clung to the white porcelain sink like it had clung to me a minute ago. It was as if it was mocking me as I struggled with what to do next. I knew the minute I flushed that toilet I needed to be ready to move.The clothes hamper was behind me, I opened it silently and pulled out the other clothes in the hamper and stuffed the wet panty all the way in the bottom. I flushed the.