So I rolled up my sleeves and told her to hang on and I put one hand on the zipper and the other on my wrist to help pull it up. She looks straight in...o the mirror as I get ready to pull. I pull with all my might and the zipper is going up but its resisting so hard that it makes a hateful noise and tight creases follow the zipper as it makes it to the top. "It feels extra tight now! " My mom says and I finally got it up and buttoned it where the zipper stopped. She looks in there mirror and. “Yeah I think so. Is he all ready to go?”“Yep, we can take care of all the paperwork and payment over here.”“Ok, let me just make one quick call and I’ll be right over.”She nodded and walked over to the table and I pulled out my phone and called dad.“Hey son, you caught me right at my break.”“Hey dad. I need to ask for a small favor.”“Sure, what’s up?”“Can Rita and I get a puppy?”I could hear him spit out whatever he was drinking. “What? Why do you want a puppy?”“Rita really wants one, and I do. Before I realised I was sliding me fingers down between her pussy lips and the outside wall of her pussy, down to the end of her pussy lips, then back up towards tam’s clit though her lips, when I got to her clit I rubbed it with both fingers. At first I thought she was still having a period because her clit and pussy lips where as soft as silk, and felt like velvet to touch. What I didn’t think about was by this time she had undone my shorts which were starting to fall down revelling my. Until he began to coach us, he had never seen me naked, and last Saturday night, he had stripped me (not once but twice??? And dressed me too???) Now he was manhandling me, and I felt some excitement from it. The second time, I managed to get his shorts off of him first, when I dodged and he missed the clothesline, and dove after him, grabbing and pulling his trunks down, then pushing him face down, and yanking them off. I don't know why I did it, but the second round began with him down on his.