.,and your pussy have double pleasure.Noooooo, honey. Mom stop sucking my cock and continued with her statement. I let you eats pussy and not fucking ...my pussy.Mom than back laydown next to me. Honey, I likes how you eats my pussy, but I can't have you fuck me.I am your mother, your dad fuck me and made you from fucking my pussy.Yea you right.......,I said. I get up and kneel in between my mom pussy with my hard cock pointed.Honey, what are you doing'?Mom covered her heavenly hole with both of. "I'm a gay little sissy." My face was on fire as I said it.Releasing my knee she returned her hand to my penis and gently strokedit into stiffness again, her barest touch enough to have me erect andpanting."It's a tiny thing isn't it sissy, no woman would ever want this, I'veseen clitorises bigger than this, how could you deceive your wife withthis and how could you deceive your wife pretending to be a man, whenyou are really a gay sissy?"I was whimpering wriggling against her teasing. But this was not the case, of course, and my heart leaped into my throat and plunged to the depth of my soul when he opened the door and we just stood there, staring at each other nervously."Hi," he said finally. "Where did you go last night?" He eyed me with what appeared to be a great deal of candor. It took me awhile to figure out that it was ME that was acting very peculiarly. I must have looked a fright!"I just came to see Brenda," I said, as forcefully as I could (which, of course, was. I knew what I was doing, but for some reason it didn't seem real. Then I remembered a conversation with Danielle about a week before the trip. She asked me what sex was." I raised my eyebrows because I this was the first I had heard about it."She heard someone mention it in some movie and asked me what it was. I didn't want to say the wrong thing; we've never really talked about what to say to her. Since you weren't home, I tried to be as vague as possible. I told her that it's something two.