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What Mom Knows Fucks Her Ass

... she seemed to be reminiscing her past with Ellie. "Well, as I mentioned. With Ellie it was clear that she was the Domme and I the sub. For example," she began, but stopped, struggling to put the experience into words. She explained, "You got to understand I was and probably still am in love with Ellie. But while she was comfortable with her sexuality, I was too weak to ever tell my parents of my sexual preference at the time. Being bi or a lesbian back then was a lot more socially condemned than now, when it is apparently in fashion." "So you loved Ellie," I asked, trying to open Mom up completely. "Unconditionally," she whispered, a tear forming in her eye. "But...." "But I also wanted a normal life. And I couldn't see how I could have that and be in a lesbian relationship. I wanted kids, Ellie didn't. We were completely polar opposites in every imaginable way which made us great friends, amazing lovers, but a horrible couple." " And then you met Dad...." "And got pregnant with you and I just quit with Ellie cold turkey. She was furious at first, but she missed our friendship as much as I did, but eventually we moved on and pretended the past never happened. But the last year or so, Ellie has suddenly been giving subtle and not so subtle sexual hints, although never enough for me to be completely sure it was anything more than witty comments, until she gave herself away at the party." "How so?" I probed. "First, by her hands teasing me like she used to, slowly making me ...

... weak and vulnerable. By the way, I probably never would have ended up fucking you on Halloween night if she hadn't had me so fucking horny." I quipped, "I will have to thank her. Maybe get her a thank you card, something like 'Thank you for priming my Mom so I could fuck her'." Mom smiled and playfully slapped my hand before she continued, "Second, she kept making sexual innuendos which implied she wanted to make me her sub again. Third, of course, she admitted it to you when you were in costume." She paused, before adding, her facial expression showing her confusion, "I just can't figure out what Ellie and Ted were up to. We're they conspiring somehow? Why else would she say that to you when she thought you were Ted?" "Are you not worried that Ellie and Dad will talk about Halloween night and expose the truth?" I asked, realizing a potential problem. "I wasn't until now," she responded, a look of panic suddenly on her face. "We need to deal with Ellie," I suggested. "How so?" Mom asked cautiously. "Well, I am still working on that. But my idea does include you submitting to her again," I tossed out. "Why?" she asked, a clear mixture of nervousness, excitement and curiosity. My finger parted her very wet pussy lips. "Well, it is obvious you need it. It is obvious you crave it and I believe you regret the decision you made." "I don't regret it, I got you," Mom said, kissing me gently on the lips. "Well, that is a very good point, a very good point indeed," I concurred, "but be ...