She’s my brother’s ex-girlfriend. She was a real bitch about his condition, and so as punishment, he hypnotized her into being our maid. He made s...re that she loves it though, and everyone loves her. I’m not even gay, but my condition doesn’t care - when I gotta get off, I gotta get off.Of course, nothing beats feeling my brother’s cock inside me. It’s the reason I was born.“You know my type...” he said, and I nodded. I know everything about my brother’s sexual requirements.Everything.“ ... and. Of course I knew it! It was a silly thing for two 30, almost 40 something moms to do, but it was so much fun…especially when we both had not too perfect, but not too bad bodies. “Yes, of course I do” I replied. Well, I was down there this afternoon, enjoying a little swim, the outdoors…when that group of boys from across the way came out of the woods. Your son was with them as well, so I guess there were five of them. They sat down by my clothes and, well, they weren’t about to budge. I felt as if everyounce of my body was feminine. I felt pretty.Yeah. I could do this for 38 months.I went downstairs and began to putter around the kitchen, doing touch-up working. The dishes were clean, and the laundry was folded and putaway. The beds had been made. The vacuuming had been done. It reallywasn't that hard. Good thing. I would be doing a lot of it.I felt, frankly, wonderful. I have always loved the feel of panties.They're my comfort clothing, to tell you the truth. I liked bras,. It also seemed that we had picked up each other's mannerisms and speaking habits. We truly did act as siblings!There wasn't a day that went by that a Cop didn't show up to speak to her and me. What I couldn't understand was why me? I didn't know anything! Initially Claudia told them she had just entered the house after visiting her friend Pamela. She didn't feel safe when she entered through the door but entered the house anyway. As she entered the kitchen, she was hit in the stomach and the.