On the other hand, her mother had been so supportive through the whole thing. She hated to disappoint her. So she offered a compromise. If she could w...it a bit, giving Angel time for a snack and a brief nap, she would go along. Her mother smiled and agreed.So Angel found herself at the mall. With her mother. Shopping.She understood the need for some of what she used to think of as excessive shopping. It was dumb the way the same size clothes, from different makers, would fit so differently. And. I kept calling out her name as I was pleasing myself. The longer she watched me please myself, the more sexually aroused she got. She started lifting up her dress and started gently rubbing her pussy. Then she got an idea. If I sexually fantasize about her fucking my ass with a sex toy, then she was going to make that fantasy come true. She stopped rubbing her pussy and yanked my shower curtains open catching me in the act."Oh, my fucking God! Roxanne, what are you doing?!" I asked loudly."So. I laid down stomach first on his lap. He lifted up my skirt revealing my bare ass. He slapped it and yelled; “Don’t tease me when your sisters are around.”He slapped it hard. I smiled and slightly spread my legs. He slapped me again and I spread my legs open a little more. I could feel his cock growing in his pants. It felt cool as it rubbed against my stomach. He slapped my ass again. And I spread my legs even farther. He stuck his fingers in my pussy.“Do you like that you little fucking. I don’t know if they still hand out lollipops.The waitress was a tiny thing, blonde and with a pixie face and haircut. She looked like Tinkerbell. She didn’t act like the horndog hostess. I guess people who expect tips know better than to check out somebody else’s date.“Order a strong drink,” Wes said. “Really strong.”“I’ll have the Ranch Mai Tai. Make it extra special. I want the Bacardi.”Wes grinned.“Same for me. I want to know what that tastes like.”“Coming right up,” the waitress said,.