That word was right at the top of the disgusting scale for disgusting words you never ever say in front of your Mom. "C?" "You can say it." "No I can't, Mom." She sat further forward and looked me straight in the eye. "The word is Cunt, dear," she said matter of factly, "At the end of the day, it's still just a word. Now, what should we call those of things we need to talk about?" Talk? I could barely get out a squeak. I was completely gobsmacked and practically speechless as Mom led me by the hand through the minefield of sex slang. By the time we were finished, she told me I should go to bed and get some rest as I was wiped out emotionally. My Mother was a totally different person to what she had been mere hours before. And I wasn't exactly sure how to handle that. Somehow I got to masturbating amateur my feet and headed for the stairs. "Henry," said Mom as she still sat at the anal kitchen table. I turned and stared at her. "At least three times a day, right?" she asked. Uh yeah. At least. I nodded. "Don't worry, sweetie," she smiled, "Starting tomorrow, gay Mom will take care of everything." Tomorrow began with a knock on my bedroom door. I was already awake after what had been a restless night of tossing and turning as the blowjob events of the previous twenty-four hours replayed over and over in my head. Everything had changed yet nothing had changed. She was hairless, which I enjoyed watching. Gripping the short brown hair tightly with both hands, I watched the starlet accept the gift of my balls until I had nothing left masturbating to give. My sister gulped a huge breath then yelped it out as sharp cries as she climaxed. Sylvia’s scent was strong bringing me to a quicker state of arousal than I usually did with vibrators. He knew on the surface that his imagination should not be including Brie in this sex fantasy, but deep down, he recognized that this afternoon would be burned forever into his memory. We would light the wood stove which in fall weather would heat the house to the point of needing to open the windows; however, instead of opening windows, we would strip naked, read the magazines, and have sex to articles or solicitations that turned one or both of us on. “The worst.” I smirked, actively imagining all the things I wanted to do to her. There are some species who can see things on more than one visual spectra. anal � � � Adam gets on his knees and slips up behind her against that round ass of hers. He slipped his middle finger into her. “Ignore her.” Carson ordered. “Oh fuck! But don’t blowjob now. “W...what?” The smaller man stammered. I look at Nicole and she meets my gaze. I clutch our sister's gay rump as he pumped away at me. Another orgasm surged through me. Incestuous pleasure rippled out of my cunt while my pussy convulsed around his dick. “Have you ever raced before?” Leo amateur asks. I looked him right in the eyes, "Yes."