Her hand quickly found the most sensitive spot at the top of her lower lips, and soon she was bucking lightly on the bed. Left hand joining the right,... her fingers slipped inside to spread the copious wetness around. Gritting her teeth to keep from crying out and waking everyone else in the house, she rode her orgasm till it subsided, hips lifted off the bed, fingertips buried between her legs. As she relaxed, she stared out at the ripening moon through her bedroom window. Her eyes closed as she. I looked and saw a figure in shining white, a smile on her face and a certain serenity in her soul. It was ... Mom? Not my adoptive mother, either. Miriam Finkel ... my birth mother. She kissed me, but in a very familial manner, nothing sexual or erotic about it at all.“You can return to what you were doing shortly ... probably even better, once you’ve heard me out. Yes, Isaac, this is me. Your birth mother. Miriam. I know, I know, you’re called Ian now. But to me, you’re my little Isaac, my. I slipped out of my shoes and clothes, and reached for my girly clothes. I excitedly slipped into my black lacy padded bra, which I nicely fill out with with small fleshy silicone breast form titties to create a little cleavage. I put on a lace garter belt and slip on a pair of sexy new stockings, over my stocings and garter I pull up my matching sexy panties, mmm I'm feeling good now as carefully put on a half slip. I love the sexy slutty carreer look, and with nervous fingers button up a. I hesitated at beginning. Then threatened to show the CCTV footage to my parents. So I immediately slid down my pants. She measured my tool length and thickness. She was astonished.She said “ you tool is as long as your uncle’s but yours is more thicker. I am pretty sure it will tear my pussy and your uncle’s tool is one of the best I have seen. Yours is even better. So from now on you will fuck me whenever I ask for and you will not tell anyone about it. Don’t worry you and I are gonna have.