Yes, I said my date. You see Willy and I had a deal. I could date and I could kiss my date, feel her tits, and even rub her off, but it all was done o...tside the clothes. My date could kiss and play with my cock through my pants. Because Willy had tits and I didn’t (You know what I mean) I was allowed to get a hand job with my cock sticking out of my zipper, but no blow jobs.She was allowed the same rules with her date. So, no problem, right?Wrong!A friend of mine from work, Bobby, told me that. ..You squeeze it harder, making your pussy lips slightly wetter than before...you carry on playing, enjoying the sensation developing between your legs.You move your legs, pushing your thighs together slightly, so they slightly press against your pussy....'hmmm' , you say to yourself inside your head....with that thought, you head off to the toilets....only one thing on your mind....When you reach the cubicle, you lift yourself up and remove your damp knickers, your very damp knickers.....you. " Okay, where were we?" I was about to stand up and carry you to your bedroom. This room would be great, but it's a high traffic area." True, they might interrupt again or try and steal your cock from me."Good as my word I stood up, her legs clamped around me and I held her by her ass. Slowly with her kissing me and giving me directions, we found her room. Her huge bed was the perfect target and we hit it together."Oooooommmmmppppphhhhh . . . too bad you weren't inside me for that one." We can. Let me get you some towels.”“Don’t bother” said Kate “We’re fine.”.Ron then pulled out his phone and said“OK Ladies, Let’s gets some shots of this.”.He then took some close ups of the semen dripping from Kate’s red hair onto her tits and Lizzy’ open cunt and cum covered face. Then he had them get close to each other, so he could take several pictures of mother and daughter both covered in cum in the gloryhole.Ron quickly reviewed the pictures and showed them to Lizzy and Kate. There was one.