Sherefers to the bathrooms by their color. Hers is the "the pink bathroom."(As in: "Justin, can you get mommy's stockings out of the pink bathroomand...bring them to me?") The other bathroom, that I use, is "the lavenderbathroom."It is a few weeks later that she sets a trap for me. She is off work, soshe is home all the time. Whenever I start to jerk off, she knocks on mydoor or calls out for me. At the same time, it is one of those Bostonianheat waves, and mom is trying to stay cool by. Naturally her ass was grinding into me as mom was bitching us out. I think we both had tuned her out. I think mom finally realized that too. Because the next thing I knew I was cumming again in my sister’s pussy and my mother had lowered the blanket and was spanking Bianca’s bare ass. I could feel Bianca’s pussy clinching my cock even harder as she orgasmed. Mom sensed that too and got even more angry. Finally mom left the room and we tried to recover from a ‘double shot of my baby’s love.’Then. .." Michael says, embarrassed. Maria smiles awkwardly, covering her mouth with her curled finger."Oh... that's a shame." he jokes.They get outside and Michael fidgets around in his pockets for his keys. "A-a-alrighty... that was nice... you know what... I'm in the mood for some ice cream. How about you?"Maria fights back laughter. She thinks it's cute that he got so flustered over that just now. "Okay, sure!"They walk down the street and Maria occasionally stops to look inside some of the. Spooked, Mittens ran and hid in a corner. Too sleepy to process the shock, Emma got up dazed and confused. Bright, pulsating lights flooded through her window; her bookshelf laid in ruins, its contents strewn across the carpet.A low humming emanated in her ears, gradually growing louder and louder. The strange sounds and glowing light beckoned Emma outside. With the tremors mostly over, she left her apartment in a trance, descended the staircase, and stepped into the light. Still groggy, she.