Now she increased the rate of stroking, synchronising it when she remembered with the stroking of her clitoris. She was suprised that she knew, or fel... that she knew what to do. It all seemed so obvious. Just then, Nikki’s legs began to close, trapping her left hand over her clitoris. Lauren could feel the muscles in her vagina tightening perceptibly, and guessed that she was about to come. She exchanged her index finger for her wider and longer middle finger, and roughly introduced the new. She finished off with a lightapplication of make-up. Both 'women' now put on their respective jackets;Linda's being black and Christina's being the matching red jacket to herskirt. Linda looked at Christina when she had put on the red jacket andrepeated,"Like I said earlier, it's almost as if you chose these clothes withyourself in mind." Again, thank you."When both 'women' were finally ready, they picked up their handbags andmade their way out the front door. Christina had no longer any real. He looked down at her black skirt, now kind of scrunched up so the hem was sitting just below her well-fucked pussy. There were white crusty patches everywhere on the jet black skirt, as well as on the lower part of her sweater. Some dry cleaning was definitely going to be required. He looked up at his mother's pretty face, at her soft red lips, and knew why he had come. He tore off his t-shirt and pajama pants and stepped next to the bed, his long heavy cock thrusting out before him."C'mon. " Soon Frank was driving toward the mall in a pink Thunderbird LX and saw Linda's body on the lava flows. "A mini skirt and heels aren't best for climbing." Frank said. "How about joining me at the mall. I know that Linda only wore shorts and sneakers in gym class." "Sure." John said as Frank helped him off the lava flows and into the car. "I remember seeing Linda in shorts at school and was heading there when I saw the flows and had my old urge to climb them. You're right about the clothes. If.