But from 2:30 to 5:00 I usually had the place to myself. And I was pretty horny.This didn’t happen all the time. I was still in school but every now...and then things just built up. And when I had gotten an eyeful of that one particular crush on the track and then talked to another very cute boy on the way to work, things had definitely built up. And there I was, in an empty little clothing store, squirming behind the register, sneaking a finger over my chest or maybe outside my pants…Finally, I. I sat down and he scooted me in a bit. Then he took a seat directly across from me. I looked into his friendly, caring face and stared into those warm brown eyes. I wanted to use them as a blanket and wrap myself in them."Would you like something to drink before we order?" he asked, breaking me out of my spell."Um, yeah a soda would be nice," I said. He motioned for the waitress and when she came over he ordered a soda for me and an iced tea for himself.We began to talk and learn more about. My girl-dick throbbed.“President McTaggart, I got to try your pussy now,” moaned Elizabeth, still hard. “Do it!” my wife moaned. “Fuck her, Elizabeth. My naughty futa-wife needs it.”“I do!” I panted, rubbing my face into my wife's crotchless panties and her hot muff.Elizabeth thrust her futa-dick into my cunt. Her thick shaft penetrated me. I groaned, my girl-dick squeezing about her. The wicked futa sank deeper and deeper into me. My pussy drank in the stimulation, pleasure flooding through my. I did, pushing their large soft forms together, held them from underneath, feeling my mother's breasts' weight and shape."Touch the nipples, try to make them react to your fingers, like this," she said, and showed how it grew all perky when she rubbed with her fingers, and I tried it too.I noticed I was getting hard, and tried to not let mom notice it. Mom of course noticed it. "Oh, don't worry, it's completely natural." She smiled, and kissed me again, this time pressing her breasts tightly.