Aunt Joan was widowed and I’d known her since I was a toddler; she was a close friend of my Auntie Rosie. We met on the late bus and she invited me ...o her place for drinks where one thing led to another. See Episodes 1 and 2. Following our passionate exertions Aunt Joan and I soon drifted off into blissful slumber. In the middle of the night I was woken by the sound of the loo flushing. Aunt Joan’s space in the bed was empty. I rolled over facing her side and from under the bed sheets there. She wasn't wearing panties.Without speaking, she got on my bed, straddled my hips and eased my cock into her already hot, wet vagina. Staring down at me, my mother raised and lowered her hips with a slow, steady rhythm. "You really like this, don't you," I said, "You really like fucking." I love it," she said, lowering her face close to mine, "Now be quiet. Just shut up and fuck me."I pulled her down, kissing her and sliding my tongue into her mouth as I pushed my hips up and released my cum. Very good.Diane noticed that Kris had allowed her pussy hair to grow and she offered to shave it off and make Kris's pussy nice and smooth. Kris lay back on the bed and let her mother remove her pink panties then Diane got her electric shaver and began to gentle remove the pubic hair from around Kris's pussy and vagina. It Tickled! As Diane shaved away the hair she asked Kris to spread her stocking legs wider and wider. This resulted in Kris's pussy lips opening up and her clitoris began to. "I was getting mad. "You told me it was easy to get an ID replaced!" Replaced, sure. But your picture's on file in the computers. They'lljust use the same photo. They never change photos, too expensive." So now I'm stuck with a woman's ID! How can I go to classes? How can Itake tests? No one will ever believe this picture is of me!" I waswaving around my woman's ID, furious. I turned to John and got right inhis face. "Why the hell didn't you warn me?" Don't blame me. How was I supposed to know.