When he looked in, he almost gasped aloud.Kevin saw his mother on the bed face down, with pillows piled under her stomach. Quentin was on top of her, ...moving up and down.At first, Kevin thought they were having regular sex. However, as he watched, he realized that his penis wasn't in her vagina; it was in her rear hole. He stared at the point where their bodies met and could see his penis moving in and out of his mother's ass. He heard her moan again in pleasure. Or, was she in pain. Each time. I nearly blacked out due to the amazement I felt from her tight, virgin pussy. As my dick sunk farther inside, I was met with a flexible wall. She gave a slight push and I suddenly broke through her hymeine. Chyanne gave a small shout, but the pain soon gave way to pleasure as my dick slid the rest of the way into her. She stuck her hand down to her vagina and began to rub her clit while my dick was engulfed by her. I felt her juices run down my testicles. Then she slowly began to pick herself. She had clothes on, so she obviously was an overseer, but she looked scared when she recognized who, or at least what, we were. We were dressed, so we could not be serfs, yet we were not wearing the uniform of an overseer. Not only that, but we were carrying some very impressive looking guns.I said, "Good day, Ma'am. I am the person formerly known as Hank King, but for sometime, I have been going by the name of Hank Edson. I hope that is sufficient information for you to identify me."I am here. " She had another set. This one a pale blue demi-brawith embroidered designs that looked sort of like clouds. The cups cutright above my nipples, slanted sharply from the shoulder, leaving ahuge expanse of breast exposed. The bra really seemed too insubstantialto hold my forms, especially after I got it on, but the panties, anabsolutely adorable, very low-cut boy panty were out of the question."I can't wear these," I said to Courtney after trying to pull them intoplace. "They'll castrate me, or.