I also believed that I was hiding it allfrom my mother, that she was unaware of my little games. My twelfthbirthday came, and with it the onset of pub...rty. First of all my pepestarted to grow and was always getting quite hard, sometimes in the mostunlikely places, at any time. I had also started to graduate fromcorsetry to satin and silk lingerie. I was very taken by what I thoughtwas the most feminine garment in the world, the full slip. Mother was themost inveterate collector and wearer of. I grabbed hold of them and started pulling down on them. I had to use a little force as they were quite snug. It was a pair of slim fit jeans. My heart was racing away as she let me undress her. She was allowing me to see her body in a less and less covered state. As I pulled the jeans down, more and more of her ass was becoming visible to me. It was both distracting but also a driving force for me to continue pulling. I soon noticed how the laced material disappeared between her cheeks. I. It was a point from which I've never turned back. Whether a bitch or not, I was no longer the man I was an hour ago. Janet and Eric had seen to that.As he pulled his cock from my hole, I felt the sperm slowly leaking out. Janet had grabbed the video camera off the tripod as Eric held my legs up, the cum oozing out of my well worn ass. I had no idea where the video would turn up. At that point, I didn't really care. I was exhausted. My asshole still gaping from the pounding Eric had given it.. I'm really angry at being pulled out, and not knowing why has got me in a state."Sandy put a comforting arm around her. "I know how you feel. It's one of the reasons I got out. Too many arbitrary decisions being made by people who really didn't know what's going on." He repeated himself: "I know how you feel."She put her head on his shoulder. "I know you do. I guess I could have done the bunk by myself, but I really wanted to see you, to talk to you about it before I left. I couldn't just.