A voice from behind the last stall let out a held breath, and a woman exited the stall. She saw his Hawaiian shirt, blue-jean shorts, and simple white...tennis shoes. “You’re cutting it kind of close, ain’t ya?” the scared woman joked.“Well, the guys chasing you are already here, and they are still looking for you. At least I got to you first.”Just then, the door opened, and one of the black-suited thugs entered the restroom with a disgusting grin. He ordered Sarah to come with him. He did not. She wondered what the woman had whispered. She soon found out. A bit further down the road was a lay-by. The car was parked, and the driver joined the woman in the back. She looked at Miranda and said, "Well, slut, time to pay your fare," and grinned widely. The driver felt around the chastity belt and cursed as he found the sharp edges round her pussy."Oh!" He said. Then he pulled her off the car seat so she was kneeling. "Right, get between Madam's legs, slut!"Miranda did as she was told,. So, she needed to put her hands on the back of my head. "Whose a good mommy? Huh, whose a good mommy?"I giggled a bit more, but didn't stop pleasing her. We kept the train going like any other good incestuous family. We seemed to bond so much that we were beyond any possible family alone; we had to be lovers; it seemed.We crossed the threshold and knew each other the most intimate way possible. I got so much of my daughter's juice my stomach nearly felt full. My pussy was hurting a bit too, but. But I was still getting used to the feel of being squeezed sotightly.Since the night I got caught my mother said I should let my hair grow outand it was the right choice. My hair was now down to just below myshoulders and had been dyed a slightly lighter shade of my naturalbrunette colour. And along with the professional make up session I, asdid the other contestants, received both Tina and mum thought it was thebest I had ever looked. Even I didn't recognise myself in the mirrorafter the.