For Christ’s sake, stop it! You promised Mom.I never had listened to anyone much, so why should I listen to myself? I stroked up and down Lynn’s t...ighs, along the back and up the tender insides. At the end of each stroke, I ventured higher and let my fingernails scratch more slowly near the apex before returning to her knees. I loved touching her forbidden skin. The very thought of my hand’s presence under her skirt was a tremendous turn on, a feeling I hadn’t experienced since Mom had passed. I suppose I was just focused on the shopping and I apologize Mistress if I seemed indifferent.”“Ah,” Mistress cooed. “That’s my sweet pet and of course you are forgiven. Now, be a good boy and push those shorts down around your ankles. I’m going to have you perform a little task before you leave for the market to get things started.”Obligingly, I hooked my thumbs in the elastic waistband and pushed the shorts to my ankles, standing before her dressed in the tee shirt and the lacey, girlie. I love it even more when he hammers my pussy with long deep strokes. Soon I was moaning and begging for more. I moan and scream, “Oh eee, yes, yes, oh yessssss ahaaaa eee iiii aaaaaaeeeeeiiiiiii, ooommmmmm, “ as I had a climax that seemed to last and last.All my moaning and sex sounds must have triggered James’ erection because as soon as David squirts deep into my pussy and pulls out, James takes his place causing me to orgasm yet again about the same time he was cumming in my pussy. I fall. My Sis, shaking her head and smiling, let me. I dropped a spoon and bent over to give him a nice look at my backside. My Sis said he nudged his pal and repeated what he said before, adding, “and I bet that’s a fresh slice of pie!” to his private side-comment.I was flustered more than I thought I could be from a little side fantasy as the two men stood and spoke before the older man walked one way and the apple of my eye went into a nearby sports store. My Sis wanted to walk back to the hotel,.