As Wendi and Amanda rode off with Debbi and Michelle, Kim took her newfound lover, Kylie, by the hand and walked toward her car. The night had been a wonder of lustful abandon. She had experienced sensations that she had only dreamed about in her darkest fantasies. She had seen her two year-old daughters used as sex toys by her best girlfriend, and her transgendered son, Michelle.
Her own 17 -year-old son, Kyle, was now her incestuous lover, Kylie. The two of them had shared their bodies over and over this wonderful night. She was in the deepest and most erotic lust possible with him. She wanted nothing more than to curl up against his body tonight and sleep the sleep of lovers. Her nipples stiffened up immediately as she made contact.
She was so hot, even after her night of debauchery, that she needed more, much more. On the ride home she tried to discuss the facts of their encounter with her son, Kylie. She tried to explain that this was at best a very delicate situation that needed a lot of thought before anything was said or done. She reminded Kylie that his sisters, and her best friend, Debbi, were part of this triangle also, and needed to be protected.
Kylie understood, but still wanted to go home and spend the rest of the night fucking his mom. They awoke sometime in the midmorning. Staying up all night sucking and fucking can take a toll on even the most athletic body. When they arose, Kim made sure to dress Kylie for the day out, but not until they shared a long, hot shower together.
Kim found a short denim mini skirt and a bright blue satin tie top for Kylie to wear. His falsie tits amplified the cut of the top so beautifully. Kim located a pair of high -cut, pink, satin panties for him and a pair of his platform, ankle-strap, "Fuck-me" pumps.
