“Carriage 346, floor 29.” And the views out of the elevator in all the different transfer rooms had revealed very little. “Carriage 239, floor 2...”. On the top half of the floors, transfer rooms were always in perimeter rooms. “Carriage 150, floor 22.” The views always faced outward, showing the dark snowstorm. “Carriage 348, floor 29.” And Aggie at this very moment in carriage 348 was exactly one hundred jumps from the entrance room at the top of the pyramid. “Carriage 340, still floor 29.” She. Chrissy in her own cute way was teasing me, telling my friend Nikki how much I wanted to get fucked.....she was right! All the time we we're both caressing each other through our clothes.When we finally kissed she made a comment how hot we were! Yes we were.My hand made it's way to his tights and pulling them down my hand slipped inside, wrapping my fingers around his already hard cock. I bent over and took his cock into my mouth. I think this was the first time Chrissy had ever seen me do. I moved by hands all over her hips and slowly started massaging her boobs and mom was enjoying my touches her breathing got heavy and her nipples started to grow mom as if trying to sleep kept her face on the bag on her lap. trying to avoid dad looking at her expressions. dad was busy talking in his cellphone. i got hold of her nipple and pulled it hard once. mom let out a soft moan uffff.. dad noticed it and enquired what?? which mom replied nothing just got hurt with these auto jerks. finally. His cock again lengthened and he gave a little moan as she pushed herjean-covered front against him and he moved his bare ass back to meether."Such a little slut!" she observed."Yes, Mistress, your slut," he responded with a happy smile."You know it, babe!" she replied. "When the dishes are done, put on thepretty clothes I've laid out for you on the bed, and meet me on thepatio."Yes, Mistress," he replied with eagerness and excitement.He worked quickly but did a good job on the dishes, eager to.