She comes in and sits across from me on the couch. I get us some drinks as I look across the room I can see that she has on a little black lace thong....I ask her what she wants to do and she says it would be hot to have some fun time shower. It just so happens that we just put in a large orgy style shower a few months ago that she watched us do and said she really liked. So off to the bedroom we go (now I never fuck anyone else in our Bedroom that's what the Guest room is for) she starts to. The toys weredolls, and teddies, and playhouse and colouring books. There were sometables that you could paint or draw on. In one corner, there was areading chair and some cushions around it.In the next room, there were changing tables and wardrobes. I have neverseen so many dresses and girl clothes in my life. One girl was there intears. She had a pretty dress on, with tights and she was looking in themirror. The nanny was telling her that her hair would grow. It was quiteshort, like a boy's. I needed his permission to speak. I was losing myself in him and enjoying every second of it. When my parents went away for a one- week convention, I invited him to the house to show him my room (among other things). He left work early so we could get an early start on our time together. He looked somewhat amazed at my private living space. I guess the “peace sign” posters and counter culture photos took him by surprise. “Your room looks like something out of the ‘Mod Squad,” he said as he. He looked back at his brother pleadingly. He was expressionless. But there was an anger there Alex didn’t dare oppose. So he moved closer, his crotch hugging gently against his mothers thick ass. Finally he was able to reach the button. He undid it. They stayed in place, tight against her fat ass. He had to slip both his hands down the back of her shorts to pull them down. He felt his knuckles burrow into her chubby ass cheeks, so soft and squishy. He gave them a gentle pull until they got past.