There was no time for good-byes. Moqana got ‘sucked in’ first. The pull was enormously strong. The Cyborg got sucked in a second later. I was hopi...g that the portal will close. In a split-second, I saw my couch move towards the portal. My lighter objects disappeared instantly.The experience was best explained as ‘spaghettification’. My head accelerated faster than my feet. I passed out from the g-forces.I woke up on my own couch. A lime-coloured, hard-sponge sleeper couch covered in my navy. I trusted Mom and knew that she would never do anything to hurt me, and I wasn't embarrassed about her seeing my privates.Next thing I knew, I felt Mom's hand on my thigh. Just a gentle touch, and then a soft warm feeling when she reached under my scrotum and cupped both of my suffering balls in her hand. It felt so good.I kept my eyes closed, just like Mom told me to, and felt her other hand wrap around the base of my cock."You just let Mommy take care of you," she whispered as she began to. Dosto ya recently he ki baat hai ka mujha pata chala maree bahan shemale hai. Mara dad 2 sa 3 years ka baad ghar ata hayin. Or ghar main hum 2 log he hayin. Middle class family… Wasa ya stories par kar maree neyat bahan par wasa he kharab thee magar mujha kaya pata tha main usa chodna ka sath sath vo mujha be choda gee. Mom & sister ikathee sotee hayin. Or mai apna room main. Hamara ghar ka mahol kafi khula khula hai, koe itnee rok tok nahi, sab khul kar baat karta hayin. Mai aik raat movie. I returned to stand about five feet in front of him. “I’m a wreck …” I looked up from my fingers on my blouse to his face, “I had no idea I would react so strongly to this.” My fingers continued to work on the buttons. I was down to the waistband of my skirt and I pulled the blouse out. “I considered that I might chicken out sometime in this first day.” I slipped the blouse off and dropped it on the chair. I reached behind my back to remove my bra. I was going to be naked, it didn’t.