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Mom Loves Not Her Daughters

Date: 7/7/2017, Categories: Shemales, Taboo, Author: BeeJay69, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

splayed open in the middle of my back while the other found my bottom over the silky material. I had nowhere to put my hands and arms but around her neck and shoulders, one hand at the back of her neck under her long hair and the other on her shoulder blade. "You shave down there, too," she stated and I just mumbled positively. "Every day like I have to?" "Maybe once a week or so but for special occasions," I answered. "Like tonight?" I nodded against the side of her head. "Do you think tonight is a special occasion?" "The most special," I said and I could actually feel her smile throughout her body. "You do like me, don't you?" she said more than asked. "Yes. Very very much. You're the ... the sexiest person I've ever even met. Even heard of." She hugged me and I could feel every curve of her body against me. So far, I was doing fairly well at keeping my cool because I knew that as soon as I started getting really hard, it was going to be uncomfortable. But it was increasingly difficult, even with the instant reminder of the collars and the position of everything that self-limited how excited I could get. If I started getting turned on, it hurt and that stopped the turn on. But it was getting so the pain wasn't enough to overcome my mental involvement with Michelle. That's why, I guess, it felt a lot like she was reading my mind when she spoke. "Is the way you have your male parts comfortable?" I had to shake my head. "Why don't you do whatever and be comfortable?" "If I ... did, it would end the illusion," I said. "Maybe. A little." She just danced with me and I enjoyed that a lot. "You could wear your panties. Or, better yet, I have the panties that go with that nightgown. I just didn't want anything in the way if ... well, you know." "Okay. If you want." She turned away from me and I sighed as I looked at her wonderful ass when she bent over again to get into her drawer to search around for the panties. It only took a minute but I enjoyed the minute anyway. "Here. Oh. Let me do it. Okay?" I just smiled and shrugged. I didn't know whether I could stand her doing that. She tossed the panties on the chaise lounge and crouched down in front of me, lifting up my nightgown. Right away, she found the little bow on the front of my stomach and undid it. When she let go of the strings, it stayed in place by itself, just caught a little between my ass cheeks. I bent one knee like she had when I'd played with her, and felt the strings come loose as my cock's weight pulled free. With the collars, of course, it was still soft but free now and already much more comfortable. Even my small testicles felt better when they weren't up tight against me like they had to be. "Do you keep the ring things on?" she asked and I shook my head. Like taking a ring off your finger, I worked the outer one off easily and then did the same with the inside one. It was always harder to do but now it was even worse. I had to twist it and turn it as I pulled outward. She continued to ...