I closed my eyes and imagined both of their naked bodies in the hot shower. My mother was 35, short, about 5’2 and slender. Her frame supported her ...ice C cup tits, and like my sister, had a very tight ass. She had slightly lighter skin than my sister, and her hair was dyed a dark red. I felt my dick begin to harden as I imagined them both in there. Despite my previous experience with my sister, I had never jerked off. I reached inside of my shorts and pulled my dick out while I laid in bed. It. “Oh fuck,” she thought, “not another interrogation fetish.” The man in front of her was fat, blubbery fat, and bullet head bald with pig pink skin. Lots of it. He reminded her of some fat Germanic baron from a movie; only the monocle missing. His accent was from that part of the world too, an arrogant east European slant. But his words were in English. He was naked apart from rubber boots under a big rubber apron an obvious crotch hole cut in the front of it. Around her was a cell converted to. "Wow!" Dusty exclaimed. "You are hot baby!" Why Thank You Sir!", Christy replied."Now we need to go shopping again", Dusty said."Where?" You need some new high heels to go with that outfit, I believe," he said.On the way, Christy asked Dusty "where they were going to shop for shoes." Wherever I choose", he said indignantly. Christy played along but wondered at the same time.Soon they arrived at a nice, upscale shoe store not too far away. Dusty open the door for Christy, which he always did,. Again and again this happened - her hips grinding against mine, my cock nearly pushing into her, and then the frustrating shift, the loss. My breathing was heavy, almost a growl. My hand gripped her ass, my other hand in her hair. I thought, she’s going to tease me and leave me with nothing.And then, the shy little goth girl, the one who was so simple and innocent, grabbed my ass and pulled me up her body. the awkward little goth girl looked me in the eyes as she impelled me to straddle her.