I?m told put my arms up again a pink dress ispulled over my head, and my arms are fed into the long sleeves beforeit is pulled down my body, it?s then...buttoned from my waist up the backto my neck with little plastic animal shaped buttons. My arms are putthough the shoulder straps of a white pinafore lace and satin apronwith a wide waist ribbon waist band it?s tied in the back in a verylarge bow. A white with pink ruffles around the face baby bonnet ispulled onto my head and tied under my chin. Now that she has reached the place, she stands in the fixed place where her friend is supposed to meet her. In about 15 minutes time, her friend drives-in to pick her up. This friend, in his late thirties, dressed up in a blue t-shirt and jeans, has arrived on the spot on his motor-cycle. On seeing him, she walks up to him and places herself behind him and putting her arm around his waist with a firm grip. After which, immediately the motor-cycle is put into motion by her friend and now they. You know I’m always here for you and if needed I’m here to help you. I guess being a boy you have weird kinds of perversions, or fetishes, or any other kind of weird interest. So I guess you can come into my room and play with my panties if you want, but as long as that truly makes you feel better, ok?”“What? You have no problem with this? He asked.“You’re my brother so no I have no problem with it”. I replied.“Oh that makes me feel so happy Tiffany, would you mind if I do it now? I know Mom. Eventually we both began to wank as she readied herself for her creamy reward. I was first to cum and my initial jet flew across and hit Pat’s cock before the rest of my ejaculate splattered in string after string over Lynn’s boobs, neck and face. She cooed her approval as grunting, Pat added to the impressive mess. Her face and boobs were plastered with the spunk dripping in globules down her body. Pat meanwhile was snapping away with his Polaroid camera taking what he called his souvenir.