What else do you do?”I drew a blank. The talents I could recall wouldn’t help. Abilities like how to fly an airplane, or play an elegant game of s...ooker, or select the right suit for a business meeting, were clearly out of the question. I finally shrugged and said, “I really don’t have anything useful that I can do.”The Captain thought for a second. He was a decent guy. But he wasn’t willing to transport me for free and it was obvious that he wasn’t going to put a stowaway in any position of. I sat there staring, and licked my lips, bringing a smile to mom's face. She then looked down at my crotch, and there was absolutely no hiding the erection my pants were covering. She then looked me in the eyes, and she told me that it was my turn, just like that time with the 12 year old girl, she'd showed me hers, now it was my turn to show her mine! Suddenly a wave of courage swept over me, and I thought, "What the hell, two can play this game!" With that, I stood and pulled my shirt over my. He pulled them down with a hard yank. They spilled off her rump, her butt-cheeks exposed. A pink thong vanished into her crack.“Mmm, she’s going to be shaved,” I groaned. “Like mother and daughter.”“Uh-huh,” my wife moaned, her voice getting throaty as I pinched her nipples. “Dean! Yes!”“You like that, huh?” I purred. “Does my naughty Kimmie like it when Daddy plays with her nipples.”“Yes, Daddy,” my wife moaned, her voice sounding so girlish. “Mmm, I like it a lot. I love your big dick being. The maid opened the door and told Diana to go inside. It was a closet like little room, with the only furniture being a chest of drawers. The maid opened the top drawer and Diana saw it was filled with bustiers in red, white, blue and black. The second drawer had garter belts and panties, like she was wearing, in the same colors. The 3rd drawer contained packages of stockings. Diana then noticed that there were matching shoes on both sides of the chest. She looked at the maid with the question.