I was wearing my strappy heels. “Lovely, now take your bra and panties off and twirl around for me.” I then unclasped my bra and pulled down my p...nties. “Leave the heels on. Now, I want you to twirl around for me. Put your hands on your head and twirl.” “This is really strange. I hope you’re getting off on this.” I put my hands on top of my head and twirled around for him. I have a pretty large chest and when I was twirling, they were bouncing up and down. “Now, I want you to stand over. I can’t see.” She says with a tiny smirk on the corner of her full lips. More humiliation. She was having fun.“Mom, I…”“I said MOVE YOUR HANDS!” The stern authority was heavy in her voice. “Now!” She demanded I slowly, reluctantly, did what I was told to do. I slid my hands away to reveal my sorry, lifeless dick. I remember thinking this would be a pretty good time for a 747 to fall on the house. My mother’s eyes were focused between my legs.“Huh, I don’t understand…” She teased. “I thought you. It wasn’t long before she was cumming all over my face. I drove my tongue into her pussy hole and locked my lips around it to make a vacuum of her pussy. It must have done the job as she was grinding her pussy into my face.All this time she had been sucking my dick and it was getting harder. When she had it as hard as she wanted it she slid off me, stood on the floor and bent over the bed. I got behind her and slid my dick in slowly and then pulling it back so just the tip of the head was in. Turning to face him, she stood with her legs on either side of his knobby knees and looked down, happy at the straining fabric tenting up the crotch of his faded, threadbare drawstring pants. Her hands gently rubbed the stained sleeveless t-shirt he wore, massaging his sunken chest and pushing him back in the chair slightly. Leaning forward, her full tits dragged over his pot belly and chest until a thick, 4 diameter brown areola bumped against his stubbly chin. Raising herself slightly, Sister.