I fetched two glasses and poured. "To us!" To us."I picked up her free hand and kissed it. "I love you very much. Don't be afraid." I'm not afraid. Ju...st uneasy." She put down her empty glass. We sat on the divan. I leaned forward and gave her a soft kiss. She threw her arms around me and squeezed. I reached out with my hand and softly brushed her lip. I ran my hand down to her chin and then to the back of the neck along her hairline. I kissed her very lightly.I reached down and slowly pulled. . We're leaving in twenty minutes. Mistress, can westep outside?"We step outside and I light a cigarette. I turn to Jen and say,"Alright, why the hell did you threaten Emily? What do you know that Idon't?" Princess, sit down...SIT!"I sit, and feel my old foe, the frozen fist, return to squeeze my heart."I spoke with Mistress this morning. She watched the video thismorning...She's not happy." What...Why?" She feels he's just a fetish dresser, and won't adapt to living as awoman. She also think's. We kissed... like mother and son are never supposed to... hot, open-mouthed and passionate. God, she was horny! My own mother was jerking her fist on my cock and ramming her hot tongue right down my throat.Mom lifted her hips and let Dad's limp cock fall out of her cum-filled cunt.I pulled my lips off my mom's and looked at my father, kind of asking his permission, I guess."Don't mind me," he grinned. "Looks like your mother's horny cunt needs more cock that I can provide right now. Go ahead. It was time, he knew, and she was going to make him make it happen. ‘Do you want a drink?’ he asked. ‘Maybe later, not now.’ ‘Do you want to see what I picked out for music?’ She leaned even closer, leaning against him. Jim thought he could feel her braless breasts pressing against him. What did it matter? Soon he would have them in his hands. Her perfume smelled strong and it seemed to make him dizzy. He wondered if she could hear his heart pounding, like he could. ‘Surprise me,’ she whispered.