Using her other hand to squeeze at her breast through her sundress, she slipped a finger inside of her and back out quickly. With her moistened finger... she circled her clit, making herself squirm as her arousal intensified. As her fingers became more slippery, she ran her fingers back and forth over her clit until she could no longer wait for more. She pinched her hardened nipple now pushing against the thin material of her dress, moaning out as she felt the warmth of the sun on her bare. But thats a story for another time.Mom whimpered as I slid my fingers up and down her slit.“Oh my God, baby, that feels so good. ” Mom whispered.“I want to do that to you, Mom” I said as I slipped my finger into her 87 year old vagina. I looked directly into her eyes as I asked “Can I Mom?”.Teasingly, Mom replied “Can you what?”“Can I eat your pussy, Mom?”Mom giggled and replied “I don t know if you can or not, honey.. .Robin nodded off, and another week passed.When he saw Dr. Maple again, Robin had very long hair. It fell down more than a foot, and he felt it rub against the back of his rib cage. He still felt nice, and started to learn how to keep his long red locks away from his eyes. He got a few comments about how "girly" his hair was, but he didn't mind.The therapist gave him a bottle of pills, and told Robin he'd have to take one a day for the rest of his life. Robin gladly accepted them, and started. She could see the bulge in Travis’s jeans, then looking at her dad, he said “Now Maggie, I told you how poor we was and I need your help, baby. Travis here is willing to haul them calves for half-price if you can do him like you did me last week. So I want you to fuck him, OK?”“Daddy, no, please, no”, she pleaded. She knew it was hopeless. She always had to do what her daddy said.Travis stepped towards her, pulling off his t-shirt. He leaned down, pulled off his cowboy boots, then unbuckled and.