What color do you think would look best?”Denyssa stared at the huge palm-braid on top of Menja’s head. Her hair must have grown more than a foot i... length over night. Denyssa felt like drowning. She wanted to talk to Menja but all she could do was stare and Menja’s onslaught of words continued.“White like Athea’s hair would look awesome, but maybe she would get angry and I don’t want her to be angry at me. That would be bad. I asked her if she could make Bosko breathe fire and she said she. Mom said Dad was just an old fuddy duddy and was never really into anything slightly kinky. She was amazed that he liked Stacey’s fingers in his ass though.About midweek Dad was really down in the dumps and spent most of the day in his tent. Mom moved in with Stacey and I. Mom made out with Stacey more and more when she actually wanted my cock but couldn’t have it.That Wednesday Mom finally told Dad, “Look if you don’t start fucking me more I’m going to have to get it somewhere else!”Dad looked. I reach for my glass but I am handed a new drink. I take a sip and it's one of my favorites, Blue Lemonade. Still nothing is said. After what seems like an eternity, the driver stops again. A few moments later, the door opens and someone else gets in the limo. Now, I know we have stopped and picked up at least two other people.As the driver pulls away, I feel someone part my legs; I can feel soft kissed on my thighs and then a tongue on my clit. Next, I feel my top being pulled down and my. Behind a wall, a garden, an alleyway. Nothing was discreet enough. I made my way down to the seafront about to give up when I came across a public toilet.Great.I walked in, found a free cubicle and locked the door.I placed the magazine top of the closed toilet lid, pulled both my jeans and underwear down and slowly began to massage my cock.It took a little while to get my cock hard, whether it was nerves or excitement I don't know, but once it did, it felt amazing.I spat in my hand and began to.