Then she saw her mother’sclit. It was large at least an inch long. It stuck outfrom between her lips like a tiny cock. Alison wasfascinated. ...220;No wonder she likes sex so much, she must go off likea cannon when that gets rubbed the right way.” Alisonwas determined to find out and reached down to gentlyplay with her mother’s clitoris. It was so long, shecould put a finger on each side and rub it like a cock.Alison had found her mother’s weak spot. As soon as shebegan. I thought I was being sneaky, because after using the cloth a few times, I always put it in the dirty clothes hamper with the others. After a while, I think I figured out how she knew. The cloths were white, and I must have been leaving a stain on them. Whatever it was, I sure didn't have the gumption to ask her. That roll of toilet tissue sat there unused while I jerked off in the shower, or out in the garage. Eventually, I got another roll of tissue for my, uh, personal use, and hid it in a. I sighed. I hope she wasn’t trying to collect on her debt.She giggled, “What’s with the sigh? You thought I was going to try to collect? I don’t have boobs yet! I just want to see you once more before you leave.”I smiled and stripped off my suit and went and got in the shower. I quickly rinsed off, dried off, and walked back into my room. Stephanie was sitting on the edge of the bed, getting her eyes full. I simply stood and let her look.“Impressive!” she giggled.Just like the first time.I had. When my sister was finished, she rose from her knees, stretching herlegs as if she had been sitting for a long time. As she began hermorning back popping ritual, which I could normally hear from my ownroom, she reached down and gently shook my shoulder. "I know you're up,bro. Come on, time to get ready to go to school." I looked at my sister's alarm clock. It was never set to go off becauseshe had a bizarre way of waking up exactly when she wanted to. I guessChelsea's connection to her Mother.