Long false eyelashes, green eye shadow, heavy eyeliner, and my favorite candy apple lipstick. Yes I felt like a slut, looked like a whore in hopes th...t I would soon be treated like both. I turned my 1960 VW off the interstate onto the access road to the rest area, my cock stiffened a little more but my red rubber panties held its growth at bay. As always this rest area was packed with eight wheelers and few passenger cars. I parked in front of the restrooms and up from the vending machine. Wait…..impossible…..yes….she had one of her hands down her panties and was now obviously playing with herself as she sucked his cock. “She’s a complete slut,” he thought to himself. “Enjoying yourself, Emma?” “Umm, umm, yeath,” she mumbled as she never stopped working his shaft. “Good.” In a swift movement that belied his age, George quickly disengaged his cock from Emma’s mouth, stood her up as he rose to his feet, spun her around so her back was to the bed and then laid her down. He grabbed. The range of clothes made Matty smile with delight, trying various options on, Stephanie helping her in the dressing rooms, caressing each other often, kissing when they were alone. When they had finally found something that pleased them both, they went to a shoe store, and bought a pair of spike heels higher than Matty had ever owned or worn. "Wear them home, darling, so you can get used to them." Stephanie was part Matty's mother, part her lover. It made both giggle with the pleasure they. Of all the nerve. I would show her what obedience looked like!I was about to pull out of Valerie's ass when the door swung open. I didn't notice Candy unlock the door which meant she didn't lock the door in the first place."Oh god!" said the reddish-haired woman, looking over at my desk with naked Valerie lying mostly on top of it and I standing behind the student obviously fucking her.It was Bethany. She was a shapely teacher about 30 years of age.Bethany took a few hesitant steps in.Candy.