The beer had gone through me. Mum replied, yeah why not, I can have a peek then as she nudged Mohammed. Mohammed drove on for a few more minutes and p...lled over in a lay by. He didn’t look nervous at all, seemed to be enjoying this as much as I was. We all hoped out of the car, I walked off to the recycling bin and went behind for a piss. As I walked back mum and Mohammed were talking. Well did you see it I said to mum. No, he hasn’t shown me yet, she said smiling. Mohammed didn’t say anything,. Neither had brought air mattresses and he was more than glad for that, hating nothing more than the sound of them squeaking and complaining and annoying and bitching. Instead they made do with two sleeping pads, which sounded a lot more uncomfortable than it actually was. He had always preferred sleeping on harder surfaces, even slept on the ground for a while at a time when that kind of stuff didn't get you dubbed as an ISIS terrorist in training.It didn't take long to unpack and the smell of. My mom told me to remeber that from now on my name is to be rachel and that was all they would call me.So,I finished and got out of the bathtub and dired off and went into her bedroom and they was in there pulling out all kinds of clothes and shoes and things they told me to sit down in the chair and be still.My mom told my sister to start with my makeup and she started working on my face and lips.And then my eyes and cheeks.Then my sister put some small clipon earrings on my ears and then she. I wanted to make sure my cock would be up to the task. Things were working well and I had my first real erection in quite awhile. She was pulling on it as I was licking her after she took my thong off. We changed positions with her on top of me in a classic 69. I had my hands on her tight ass pulling her to me and she was sucking my cock with gusto. It was a very strange feeling. All warm and wet and it felt good when she licked the head. I had my tongue up inside her as far as it would go and.