(Originally from writing.com)
Down at the breakfast table I could still hear my folks giggling and doing god only knows what which would cause any man to gag. Seeing as though really I am a woman with two male fathers, I didn't gag but it certainly made me lose my appetite. Drinking only some orange juice I sat on the counter and smoothed my robe around me. Had I know my mother was that horny I would have tightened around my chest more. When she came down she was half in her black knee length skirt. My old underwear sure gave her some nice boxer lines. That however was nothing compared to the still rock hard bulge almost bursting from her skirt. She adjusted her self in a very mannish way then made her way over to me. "Only juice today sweetheart?" she asked heading to a near buy laundry basket. In it was a mix of everyone's clothes, even some of my bras were in there. She pulled out a once very curry blouse and held it against her flat hairy chest. Topless she just held on to it as she walked around the kitchen. There was nothing odd out her being topless in front of her son. After a while she headed back to the basket and held up one of my new bras. "Michael I have no idea how you wear these things. I am glad I don't have to." suddenly.....
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Wed Jun 21 03:07:02 2017