”“What isn’t fair, baby?”“Me ... fucking Sally. I mean, I get to fuck her and you. I get two cunts ... and you only get my cock. Maybe we sh...ould look around for a guy.”Lisa smiled affectionately at her son. “That isn’t necessary at all, Mike. I don’t need another cock. I really don’t want any cock but yours. Unless.”“Unless what?”“Unless you want to see your mother being fucked by someone, watch me take it in my cunt, my mouth, up my asshole. If you want that, then of course we’ll look for. I didn’t have the breath to reply but hopefully he read my intent well enough. A few minutes went by in which i swear i nearly passed out from pleasure. All i could focus on was my brother’s cock moving in and out of my wet penis glove. The feel of his chest pressed against me and my tits gently rubbing him as he thrust into me. I heard him moan and felt him stiffen slightly. He slowed and buried his cock inside me all the way to his balls. I felt him cum inside me in hot pulses that painted my. Doesn't mean I connect, though. Honestly, I never have." Well, anyway. It doesn't bother me either way," said Chelsea. Turning to Elaine, she said, "Kendra thought it would be a problem, but there are girls on the basketball team who are gay. It's never worried me before."Kendra was smiling now. "I never knew that. You always made fun of lesbians." So did you!" Yeah. Well... So who's gay on the ball team?"Chelsea shook her head and laughed. "Go do some ironing. I'll tell you later." Awwww.". "First things first," she started when she settled down in her chair."What do you call yourself when you're en femme?" Huh?" I stated still in Jill's voice and took a sip of wine. Then I sawMums face frown. Ooops. "Sorry. I don't understand. What do you mean enfemme?" What do you call yourself when you're dressed as a girl?"This I could answer. "Jill," I replied. I then took a slightly largersip of wine hoping the effects might deaden to sound of Mum impendingverbal diatribe."I know Beth left.