We could even get wigs for all of us if you wanted to go all out.”“I think I’d look good with long, coal-black hair, don’t you?”“Mom, you ...ould look good with no hair at all.”“Thanks, Dear. Here’s your sister, and look at her smiling.”“What are you up to, Rach?”“Gaby just called and asked me if you and I wanted to come down to her apartment later. Her sister and mom are away for the night.”Mom said, “Gaby? Is she the tall, sexy girl with long blonde hair I saw you talking to Monday?”“That’s. I was too, we both sleep 'in the raw'. Well, don't you? Now here I was all in a lather, so to speak, from a sex dream. I'm not sure that Danny arrived with a raging hard-on, but it took next to nothing, looking at his naked mother in rumpled bedsheets to get the rise of his manhood. My nipples pointed like double little rose buds they were so crinkled from my erotic dream. My sheet was soaked from my climax. My libido was still in high gear, though I was fully awake now, looking at the. I'd focus on making the rest cum if I were you." She said, obviously enjoying my anxiety.I settled back on my haunches in defeat as he pulled on his clothes and headed for the door. Right as he was getting ready to leave, there was another knock came on the door.She looked over at me arching her eyebrows in a smile. "You're not done yet, cocksucker. Better work harder on this one if you value your ass."The next guy bounded into the room. He was younger, with longer blonde hair and a blue shirt.. But the dress shop was in the opposite direction from her house, and now her gas gauge was sitting on empty and her car was running rough, drinking the last of the fumes it held.Donna drew the veil tightly across her full tits and tried to reason a way out of this. She couldn't let the car run out of gas on the open road, that would be disastrous. And self-service was definitely out, what with her naked from the waist down. She would have to find a full-service station and hope that the gas.