One was massaging my groin through my pants while the other was playing with my zipper and belt. My cock was becoming uncomfortably hard in my constri...ting clothes but that seemed to end very quickly as my zip was pulled down, the belt loosened and a hand pulled my cock out. It was everything I could do to look straight ahead and ignore what was happening to me.My very hard cock was being stroked by one hand while the other took my hand and placed it under her kilt. She wasn't wearing underwear. Really I’m not. You can fuck me anytime that you want too. I finally talked your mother into letting me have sex with you…provided that you want to have sex with me. She said that I couldn’t force you. I thought that this bikini would help convince you.”I smiled and said, “It did. Did my mother really say that it was okay?”Mom was standing on the porch and she said, “Yes honey, if you want her then you can have her. She is not teasing.”I reached out and cupped one of her breasts and Mrs. Brown. The handsome cowboy was Rod, but I heard his mom call him Roddy now and then. He spent some time in the Army learning about mechanics and such, so he was well prepared to run a service station. The first thing he did was call a meeting at his house and his mom cooked the best dinner I’d had in my whole life. The reason for the meeting was to let Jurgen and me know what he was going to do and what he needed us to do. I couldn’t wait to get started. It was the best thing that had happened to me. He touched it and felt that old familiar surge, but for all the wrong reasons. Here he was standing in high heels, stockings, and a sexy corset, but he was a man. His head was swimming for a moment, then, the avatar's programming took control again.He went back into the box to find the cream and the suction cups. He opened the cream, put some on his thumb and index finger, pulled the half cup of the corset down out of the way, and massaged the cream into his nipple and on his areola. It felt.