Susan was looking at me and said, ?I expected to see a pregnant woman today, the way your mother was talking last night.? ?Yeah, that's what she said ...hen we arrived,? I answered.Mom had me looking at pictures that meant nothing to me. I didn't recognize anyone. She kept pointing out ?that's me, that's your father, that's you, that's you dressed as Jenny.? My body tensed and I started to cry. (Carol told them about me talking in my sleep last night and repeating "Jenny's pretty.") ?Whenever. "Bill, I can't help it. I need mom's ass before they ship me out. I'm like burning up inside," he said, as we both watched our mom change into her usual t-shirt and panties."I can't take it any more. Look, I promise to be gentle with her but I'm going to do it. Besides, it's only incest if I fuck her pussy, which I'm not going to do." I reached out and grabbed his arm but he twisted away from my grip and disappeared around the corner. I heard him unlock the front door and close it. I never. For as tall as she was, her feet were small, fitting easily into the palm of his hand. He caressed them lovingly, spreading the metatarsals, lubricating the space between each toe, kneading the arches. Then, almost imperceptibly—in fact, at first he thought he was imagining it—her legs opened and her hips began to squeeze together under the sheets in rhythm to the music playing in the background. The sheet had melded to the form of her body and he could make out the deep crevice between her. " I love it when sluts know the answers."Baroness began moving in a very back and fourth movement rather than an up and down movement. Baroness slammed into my balls with every thrust. it was like she was fucking me, but i was fucking her...or was i?i could do nothing but reach for her nipples while she used my cock."That's right bitch boy, pinch my nipples. This position always makes me want to cum. You want me to cum on your cock don't you white boy?" fuck yes i do Baroness.".