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At supper, the evening after my eighteenth birthday, Mother said, “I guess you were kind of disappointed in my gift yesterday, huh?” “Nah, huh uh, Mother,” I lied, “I’ll be needing a shaving kit pretty soon, I’ll just save it till my whiskers get thicker.” “Well, you’re close enough to being a man now that I can give you what you’ve really wanted for a couple years now.” I looked at her, a question in my eyes, what could she be talking about? She was chuckling as she continued, “You’ve been trying to peek up my skirts and down my blouse since you were sixteen years old, and now I think you’re old enough istanbul travesti to get your wish. But it ain’t completely free, you gotta give something in return.” “Huh?” I was blushing at being caught and confused about where she was heading. “You want to see what I’m hiding under these clothes, right?” still chuckling. “Uh, yeah, sure.” Now I was getting excited. “All right, you get your wish, but you have to show me what you’re hiding under yours. Agreed?” Shit yes, agreed, I’d walk barefoot through her shit to get a look at her ass, though that ain’t what I told her. istanbul travestileri “Uh, yeah, sure,” I repeated. In less time than it took to type this, Mother’s dress was over the back of her chair and she stood there in her undies. “Well?” I was a little slower, but as I slid my jockeys over my hips, Mother’s bra joined her dress. And my shorts got hung on my rigid dick as her muff came into view. H-O-L-Y S-H-I-T!! “Ta-daa!” she sang and slowly turned, her arm outstretched, modeling her nudity for me. “Do I meet your expectations? My tits are kind of small, I guess.” travesti Not that small, maybe a B cup but fine for her petite frame, and at thirty-seven just beginning to sag a little bit. Thin waist and a gorgeous, thick V of light brown/dark blond curls that thinned out and split when it reached the beginning of her slit. I couldn’t say a word, I think my tongue was as hard as my dick, and Mother laughed happily. “I’d say the condition of your dong answers my question. Jesus, Paul, I think your prick’s bigger than your father’s was.” Looking at Mother naked was arousing enough, but her talking about the size of her tits and comparing my prick size to Father’s was way over the top and I blurted out, “Damn, Mother, you’re gonna have me cummin’ if you ain’t careful!” “I guess we’ll just have to get dressed, then,” she said with a big grin, “Or else make sure you don’t mess up the carpet.

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