She went into her parent’s first floor bedroom instead of her own, luckily her mom wore a shoe size only one size larger than Bethany and she found ... pair of her mom’s gardening shoes and slipped them on her feet. Next she rummaged through her dad’s nightstand looking for his pistol. ‘Almost done!’ She fielded an anxious question as she unwrapped the automatic from the red felt cloth her daddy kept it in. She took a moment to feel its dense weight in her delicate hand. Having had no sons, her. Sara responded, “No … no, I didn’t mean … I mean …”“Come here, mom.” Toni was reaching out her hand to her while sitting on the … the biggest cock she ever imagined. She looked at Ty lying underneath. He had a smile on his face, too. He was nodding. Sara was shaking her head but her feet moved her forward in little, hesitant steps, until … somehow … she found her hand held by Toni’s and she was standing next to the two naked young lovers. God, what was she doing? She shouldn’t be here. She. I thought I better say something, so I just blurted out. “Well, no but I don’t know what I’m doing here.” It just came out. He smiled, and pushed my shirt open so it fell to either side showing my lace bra. I thought a few of the men in the bar turned to stare but George said real quiet. “They can’t really see us honey don’t worry. Besides, you got nice tits you should show ‘em.” I squirmed in my seat, and watched as he ran a hand up and cupped one of my tits. My nipple got hard. Once inside, the blonde pushed Amy Jo into a vacant stall, closed the door, and said, "Okay you little slut, open up your blouse and let me see your tits! Amy Jo unbuttoned her blouse exposing her low cut bra and bulging breasts to the hungry eyes of the blonde dom, who reached out and began pinching and pulled on her nipples through the lace cups. Amy Jo gasped, from both the pain and excitement of having her boobs mauled by the strange blonde lesbian! "Ya like that, huh," she asked in.