Heidi looked up with a half smile onher face as she saw the look of fulfillment in Tom's eyes. She hadpleased her man and that was all that mattered. ...owever, something keptgnawing at her. It felt like something was wrong when everything wasperfect. She was Tom's girl and he was her strong man who she must alwaysplease. "What now master?"Tom looked down at her willing eyes, and felt his tired body. He wanted alittle more time to recuperate and he wanted her to give him some morevisual. She called me a little whore, her hungry little plastic cock sucker and told me it was time I got filled.I stuck out my ass and pulled down my thong like a good little slut as I moaned and watched as mom strutted around to my side and applied a generous amount of lube on her strap on. Mom rubbed the tip of her strap on to my hole and considering the intense fucking I had the night before, I had no worries that it would go in with any pain and I was right. The strap on went inside me and I could. "Like a good wife," she said once, which made Mom and I giggle andsnort.Our other favorite activity was shopping, and Beverly Hills was ourplayground. The producers had given us a stipend for clothing andsalons and we pretty much maxed it out. My GG, the former chickenfarmer, was the most stylish "silver fox" out there, and my mother, theself professed "ladies man" was simply the sexiest lady on Rodeo Drive.So there we were, three generations of farm boys, in strappy heels,Capris, and cute. *It started out as normal sex, but we had some more fire in us than usual, ready for what was in store. At this point, he was fucking me doggy style, hard, as I like it. Then, when I was not expecting it, he sank his thumb into my ass. The feeling of his finger, while he was fucking me, was amazing. He teased my asshole for a few minutes until he had an amazing idea. "Let's get the face brush," he smirked. We recently bought a vibrating brush for washing your face, it was about 4 inches long.