Betty chuckled.“I’d rather you do it,” she said, hopping off the kitchen counter.Betty took my hand in hers and led me down the hallway to the m...ster bedroom. I laid on the bed, completely nude.“I love it,” Betty whispered, straddling my six foot four inch frame. Her knees were astraddle my hips, her enlarged pussy lips hanging over my cock. She lowered herself on to me and slid her pussy across my cock, her hands pressing down on my chest, her long blonde hair hanging down in my face. She. Harriet and Angie often have Tom and Dick stay the night with them.When I say that we are a 'normal' family, I mean that we all love each other and work together happily as a family. We still only have two very large beds, plus cots for the babies. Each night we end up in bed with someone different. If Tom and Dick are with us Angie and Harriet sleep with them, and fuck them in what used to be Angie's bed, and the rest of us sleep in what used to be my bed (originally Sarah's and my bed) and. ”“Only you were there alone for me in this life when I went through distresses when I needed to share my feelings with someone when I wanted to feel someone’s warmth and needed to be consoled by someone.”“So today, I give this right only to you, that you can not only see me like this but also use me whatever way you please if you’d like to do that. I don’t care what’s right or wrong, I just hand over whatever I got, to you today.”I could not believe what I read. Mom was allowing me that I could. He was like a dad I never had. ( My dad died in a tragic accident when I was 4 years old). Uncle Raghu and auntie Deepa were our support system since that time. My Mom’s parents passed away and my Dad’s parents didn’t want me or my mom. If I were a boy may they would have invited us. My Mom, Madhuri, was devastated; she had not much education, nor skills. Uncle and Auntie encouraged Mom to teach dancing as my Mom is a very good Bharata natyam dancer.She succeeded beyond our wildest dreams,.