"Yes, yes. Now. Please." I find myself begging, screaming, pleading to be fucked, as the fingers sink deeper into my tunnel. The knuckles are now insi...e, and I can feel the thumb, separate from the fingers, explore, and lubricate, independently."No, we're not ready yet. You haven't earned it yet, has he ladies?" The women, by now, have become quite vocal. The first hand slowly slides out, and another invited to replace it. And so it goes, three or four times.My cock is freed, the binding. Linda hops off herbike and helps me off. We enter the store, and a young salesgirl greetsus. Linda tells the salesgirl that I am her baby brother, and as aspecial treat, she's letting me pick out a miniskirt for her.The salesgirl giggles and says she'd be glad to assist anyway she can.She informs us her name is Kerstin, and leads me over to the minis. Iblush as I rummaged through the short skirts. Kerstin notices mefingering one particularly hot little number. She grabs it off the rackand. "Honey, it's forgotten! Now, it's 8:45 and our plane leaves at one. The shuttle leaves at 10:30 so we better get going."With that, the two popped out of bed to finish their packing, make breakfast shower and dress. Their preparedness for leaving was almost business-like as the two began a metamorphosis into the world of schedules and real life. It was likened to their life in that, if there was a task at hand, it was done before they found the time to relax together.At 10 o'clock they called. . I told her I had a few hours free, and my camera bag was in the car in case she had wanted to see what kind of camera I had. She gave me her address in case I wasn’t able to follow her car.When we got to her house, she was standing outside her door as I walked up to her. She said she would feel more comfortable if there was someone else there with us. That wasn’t a problem for me, so she waved to a car across the street, and another mature woman got out of the car and walked over to us..