As I worked my hands over my breasts, I mixed the two so that I would not have even noticed that the slime had been added. My breasts started to get ...arm and tingle reminding me of last night. I kept my eyes closed as I continued to work the mixture across my body, one hand spreading it across my breasts as I massaged them and another moving the mixture towards my pussy. While I was distracted, the tentacle pushed further through the mirror until at least twelve feet of it were in the shower. But it was still strangely exciting. If there was any woman I'd like to watch fuck, it was my mother. My mind almost couldn't accept the shape of her body. By rights, an ass that size should be dimpled all over. But it was smooth as porcelain. And the way it rippled when my cousin smacked it almost made me cum. It absolutely defied reason, how that massive, heart-shaped work of art tapered into her narrow waist. But after a while, I got tired of watching. "Oh, honey," Mom said, gasping, as I. Tara was impatient and barked atBella."Take my panties off for me right now! We saw what you were doing withthose filthy men. You have a cock just like them; don't you know youshould appreciate a woman?" Bella did, but not to the extent that hersissy feelings had for men and boys; she so wanted to be a girl and wasstrangely jealous of the sweet smelling slit and puffy lips which wererevealed as she meekly removed Tara's sopping panties."You have a good sniff of those and lie down face up on. It didn’t hurt that she was gorgeous. She was a petite brunette with long straight hair, with pert breasts and shapely legs, a pearl white smile, and a cheerful disposition, at least, most of the time. God forbid, if anybody that she consider not worthy tried to engage her into conversation. A quick barb and her victim would go away upset as Katie and her clique laughed. I kept trying to change her attitude, but, Katie was locked in on who mattered and who didn’t. Katie kept me in a state of.