Girl number one stood up, picked up a new condom, opened it and started to roll it down on the huge dildo. She couldn’t resist smoothing her hand up...and down a couple of times, obviously trying to imagine what a real cock that size would feel like, then she stepped forward and lowered her body.I saw a looks of pleasure, nervousness and a bit of horror as she pushed down with her body. Her expressions changed to pain and dread as I was sure that she was wondering what the monster dildo would be. "Momma?" He repeated. "Are you okay?" Yes, sweetheart." She said after a second. "I'm sorry, what did youask me?" "I asked if you wanted a cookie." Martin said smiling,eating one himself already."Karen, would you mind if we sent the kids upstairs for a moment?"Pamela asked her friend, showing some concern over her sudden'spacing out.' "We could let poor Martie get out of that frilly dressand into something less," She paused looking for a certain word,"Vulnerable." She came up with, but her face. My fingers glide over your flesh, pulling the blouse down your arms then dropping it untidily to the floor. My fingers now sliding along the waistband of your skirt as you inhale involuntarily, letting my fingers dip inside it.In a matter of moments, the zip is down, the material sliding over your hips to land in a crumpled heap around your ankles. I glance down at the matching pale green silk French knickers and the lacy tops of your hold up stockings. Still, you stand there, motionless.. “It won’t matter. Your boss won’t miss you.” Mom’s hands were already rotating my head around her nipple.I pulled off her tit. “Yeah right! He’ll be pissed. He really reamed me out for being late yesterday.” I sucked Mom’s other nipple into my mouth. It looked so forlorn on its own.“Well, he won’t miss you today,” Mom said.I ignored her and kept sucking her tits, moving from one to the other. I was already in shit so I may as well get something out of it.“I could call him and tell him you need.