"HOLY SHIT" Tony cried out, seeing his reflection, but not his reflection. There was a girl in the mirror who had the same dark brown hair he did,...but much longer. She looked a lot like him, or more specifically, his Mom. If he didn't know better, he would have sworn that he really was a girl. Standing up and looking back at the girls who were now all awake, Tony frowned. The hangover feeling was subsiding quicker than any hangover he'd ever had before, and he was realizing that he. I felt my dick trying to get hard but It couldn’t due to the chastity belt. I pulled the coverup off and my mom grabbed my hand and we walked to the water, I unstrapped my wedges and threw them on the beach and my mom and I got in the water. We played in the water and then walked back up to the beach and she grabbed the key to my chastity belt out of her bag and unlocked my dick. I immediately got hard. She put the chastity belt back in her bag and then grabbed my hand and took me back to the. The youngest k**s had already gone to sleep while our mothers chatted companionably by the fire with their eyes more on the fishing lines and our fathers told jokes and drank beer sitting on the two cots near the front of the tent also keeping their attention on the lines as the fish had been biting well and the two ice coolers were beginning to fill up. In the morning they would clean the fish caught overnight before resuming in the morning so Sandra and I managed to commandeer a sleeping bag. I felt the veins in my cock going off like mad, but it seemed like crack to me because I didn't want the pleasure to stop. Pete and I also viewed each other's face, from time to time too, but we didn't speak either. Although, we did fist bump each other a few times. We certainly knew our friendship was ironclad and locked up by then, even if we did jab at each other a bit. We looked at each other the same way when our Moms were in the young ladies’ places, so we knew what we were both thinking.