I spied Max on the bedside table, the 10" flesh-colored fake cock, by the far the biggest I had ever had inside me, real or fake, was calling to me. W...th a mind of its own, my hand snaked between my legs, fingers dancing over my sensitive clit. I felt my nipples stiffen and the heat in my pussy grew quickly, my juices beginning to flow. I slid two fingers deep inside, a moan escaping from my lips as I penetrated myself. I pumped my fingers in and out of my pussy and could feel an orgasm. I cautioned him about handling a boiling kettle, but he just smiled and said, "I do this with Mom all the time."I added milk and a cube of sugar to my cup, with milk and zero sugar to his. Hey, I didn't want to keep him up all night!We played checkers as we drank. Having tied at 2 games apiece, we were just starting our fifth when I started getting drowsy. I found it increasingly hard to focus, making basic mistakes, allowing Mark to go ahead 3-2. I got up to go to the bathroom again, but never. I looked to my mom and saw that she had taken her shirt off as well as her bra. Mom did have some big tits on her, as she stood there topless in just her jean shorts. Her breasts swung nicely back and forth, as she walked toward the door. I never knew my mom had such lovely breasts, as I had never seen hers. Her tits were big and round just like mine. Her nipples grew hard as she reached the door. Mom took a deep breath then opened the door. WOOO, here is your pizza, The man outside the door in. She fantasized about Jason…his lovely body…his shy expression…imagining herself in Cecilia’s place, with his bare body always within her reach. Then, in her mind she changed places with him, imagining herself as he had been over the past four years, never wearing anything…and then… She paused and sat up, realizing that she already was in Jason’s place…just like him she was naked and collared…destined to never touch clothing again. She got out of bed and looked at herself in the dresser mirror..