She looked at all the door numbers as she walked past them: nine, eleven, thirteen. At thirteen, she walked up to the door. She looked at the names ne...t to the intercom on the wall, then back at the name on the piece of paper that one client had given her on his last visit. She double checked and triple checked that they were definitely the same. They were. Her heart pounding in her chest, she pressed the button."Hello?" asked a voice through the intercom. It was a man's voice, and judging by. Rememberyour spankings? You kicked your pretty legs like a school girl. I remember Mummy enrolling you in a ladies dance class and the womenall voted you Special Girl oh Mummy and I were so proud of our sissy.You got to sing and dance a solo number in front of all the husbands andfamily of the class. You did really well too and you got your taps inand your moves just perfect. You were so cute in your sequins and yourshiny black tap shoes except for your smart boys haircut you were theprettiest. Her locked locker. Don't worry, though. We gave her amore-than-generous tip. Actually, one tip from each of you."Margo contributed, "And we suggested that she might want to go out andcelebrate her good fortune. So she left. Said she was going to anotherprivate club, The Candy Stick." She put her hand alongside her mouth andadded with mock confidentiality, "It's an upscale, drag pick-up lounge,so you'd fit right in."Chaz said, "But we've got to go now. I want to show Britt what I can. Owwwwwwwwwww... OH my asshole... fuck it... FUCK my arse!!!'That was all I could take. I moved my mother from Catherine's pussy and started to push my cock up her cunt. She felt much tighter this time. I could feel my friends cock through the thin membrane between the two holes... I slipped into her wet hole.'OH Jesus Dan, OH Sean.. double fuck her.. double fuck Cathy the slut' my mother said as she sat on the couch beside us, playing with her holes.. and finger in each one. We double.