"She kept rubbing those heels allover my cock and under my balls and I was loving it."Ray, what would you say if I told you, I liked women as well as ...en?" Well, since I am in womens attire, go for it." Really?" she asked as though her wish came true and did not know if she could really believe it."YES really."Agnes had her clothes of in a few minutes, she is rather dainty, hangs up her clothes instead of flopping them over the back of a chair. She then got on top of me with her melons on top. The final weekend before myjourney I went to the mall in my new jeans and Reeboks, I fit in sowell it almost scared me. During this shopping foray I decided I neededsome slacks so I got a pair of black dress slacks, women's of course,as well as a pair of black flats to wear with them. After all if Iwanted Mom to see me as her 35-year-old daughter I better dress thepart!The final couple of days were spent getting everything ready, selectingall the appropriate things to wear, take, making sure I. The kisses were innocent at first but that soon changed, and they began kissing passionately and fondling each other’s beautiful tits. It just kept getting better and better.“How long has this been going on?” I asked.“We played around the last time she was home,” Joan said.“Yeah, Daddy. I made it with a girlfriend and I wanted Mom to see how good it feels. But don’t worry, I like men, too.”I shamelessly stroked my cock as Joan sucked her daughters beautiful tits. She untied the ribbon and ran. And when you look in the mirror, the body you see staring back at you will seem different, but not new. It will seem like the slut who's been hiding all these years has finally emerged." Mmmm" Caroline enjoys this answer. Her fingers flicker at her crotch. She's been divorced for a while now, a single mother of three, a professional. She tried dating, meeting men her own age, but every one of them was an asshole, not even remotely able to make her climax. So she found her way to you, ten years.