His heavy metallic boots clanked on their old floors. The delivery man was obviously anxious to keep moving through his day rather than out of a sense...of courtesy as he extended the tablet towards him. Stan wondered how many similar situations he had walked into to be so jaded. He didn’t seem to even notice that Stan was already in transition.Stan held up his hand and put his thumb on the device.The pad flashed red as it buzzed under his finger. The words “NOT RECOGNIZED!” scrawled over the. “Next time, I’ll give you double whatever you’re over the limit.” She knew then she’d be speeding down this road a great deal. Every chance she got. Two fingers pushed into her pussy, deep. It felt so good. He pumped them in and out. Fucked her with them, one leg pressing against the back of her thigh and sore ass. She wanted him. Wanted to know if he was hard. She reached back with her cuffed hands and found his hard cock through his slacks. Yes, big and hard. “Please...” she managed. . “There’s no use princesssssss......” Sheena hissed “You’ll never be free. You’re ours now” striking her more human hand across Charlie’s ass cheeks. “Let’s have some fun” Sheena clicked her bony fingers, and the gag vanished from Charlie’s mouth.“FUCKING LET ME GO YOU PSYCHO BITCH!” she screamed, wriggling her arms as best she could in the hope she could get free. Sheena snapped her fingers again with a skeletal click, causing Charlie to cry out on pain. She looked at the video feed, and saw. As to getting caught… Penelope caught us.It was one of those ‘how far can we go and still not get caught’ fucks.Mom rarely wore panties and she never wore pants or jeans. She wanted to be ready to receive my cock any time that it wanted her.So there we were in the laundry room, the washing machine was in a spin cycle, the load was off balance, and it was making more noise than it should have. Mom and I were right into our climaxes when Penelope came in to fix the problem. Fuck! Mom was bent.