I didn’t have to put up with this shit from anyone and I refused to do so. Jill’s behavior since our arrival the day before had just gotten weirde...r and weirder still. I didn’t need this crap and I refused to stick around for more like a glutton for punishment.I grabbed what I could pack together and crammed into my suitcase, jumped into the shower to clean up from where I had apparently puked out my guts, and then dried off quickly. I brushed, flossed, used mouthwash, and got dressed in a. After spreading it out she lay in the middle of us and while I was face down she and her b*****r were both face up. I guess I dosed off and when I opened my eyes again I was a bit taken back by the fact that she and her b*****r were each playing with each other’s crotch. I could easily see her hand stroking his cock which now looked even longer, maybe 11” or more and hard as a rock. Her eyes were closed as he played with her clit and I could hear soft moaning coming from her. I lifted my head. Of course, that was not really the sequel to my night of love. I had finished up that night with my head between my mother's legs, and repeated it a few times in the ensuing weeks, with her and with Kieran. And I had not yet offered my body to any of the boys in school. I wanted so badly to tell my dear Tessa that I had made the switch from cunt to cock, yet she had not, and I hated to cause her any pain. I had resolved not to touch another cock until Tessa was told, and hopefully encouraged. Probably they thought that since she seemed to be down all the time, going out would cheer her up.That night, I was watching TV in the living room when mom came out of her bedroom. Damn, she looked good. The black dress was tight about her curvy, mature body and was low cut, showing a lot of her cleavage, and I don't think she was wearing a bra. I guess the last time mom had worn it she was a bit slimmer, but it made her look undoubtedly hot. As she turned around to pick up her phone, my cock.