Ella placed the dildo against his arse and began pushing it in. “You like it up the arse don’t you sweetie?” she asked shoving it further and fu...rther up Richard’s arse.“Yes!” Maggie answered enthusiastically. “Give it to him hard he likes it like that!”Billy pushed his cock into Richard’s face “Suck it bitch boy.” Richard opened his mouth willingly and took the still dripping cock.Ella put her hands on Richard’s back pushing him down hard and began to forcibly fuck him, ramming the rubber cock. After their father died, their guilt grew over the emotional pain their need for distance caused Rachel.I enjoyed the dinner and playing video games until the twins went to sleep. I gave them time alone; their sexual maturity traveled a different path.I sat in the kitchen staring out the window when Rachel came downstairs for a glass of water."Hey, baby... what are you doing up?" Rachel started calling me 'baby' during the comfort period after her husband's death. It made me feel like I was. ” she said.“Wait, what were you wearing when you bent over so much?”“Initially, I’d wear jeans or track pants or loose knee-length shorts, and t-shirts. You know, the clothes I usually paint in. But then…..” she paused. “… then I started wearing… smaller shorts, and loose skirts and tank tops and….” she paused again “and halter tops.”“You painted wearing skirts and halter tops? How come I never noticed it?” I asked.“I always changed before you got home.” she admitted.“Okay… so how did he react. "Why?" His voice went back to the girlish pitch ithad last night when he went out. He covered his mouth."Part of your punishment." She said. "And because, I don'tlike that wig. I want you to have a more natural style.Jacques will be able to help you." Jacques?!" Bill screamed. "No way Mom! I'm not going tosee him."She stopped the car. She turned to him. "You're in enoughtrouble right now, young man, over that transformation kityou bought. Unless you want me to tell your father aboutthis..."Bill.