“Don’t worry, my baby. I am here” he said. I smiled at him but my heart began to beat faster as Pratusha applied some gel (imported, she assured...me, which makes anal fucking pleasurable). I could make out from their conversation that she applied on his cock also liberally.“Ok, darling, here we go” Pratusha said and parted my ass cheeks and pushed son’s cock in my anus. I screamed as it went in slowly inch by inch. Dad kept kissing me and comforting me. I could feel Dad’s hot cock poking in my. His face was grimacing now and he seemed close to shooting his white stuff. "Ah, shit, man. I'm coming. Yeah, shit." BeeTee shot out sperm about three or four feet and he kept jerking until he stopped squirting. He groaned and looked over at Jake, then he grinned. He approached and looked down at Jake's cock as he continued jerking, but a little slower now. "Need some help, buddy? Here, let me get this going. Yeah, you got a nice little prick here, my man." Jake had no idea what to say as. I landed on his bed with a quiet thump, he stared down at me, that confused expression filling his eyes again. I flashed him a quick smile before wiggling out of my clothes. Insecurity was overwhelming me, my body was nothing like my mother's. She was full, grown, a woman. I still felt clumsy and awkward, even at the ripe age of 18. He licked his lips as his eyes trailed up and down my body, goosebumps formed on my skin as I saw his reaction. A blush creeped up my body, I waved him towards me.. Meanwhile the crop top had a hellish green glow and she had to giggle as she said to her little friends, “Yeah, yeah, I’ve seen it but I was thinking about something else.”In the end she bought seven pairs of leggings, ten crop tops and eight sport bras without going into the changing cabin once.With time to spare she decided to buy a new pair of Prada’s to replace the ones she had lost in the escape of those horrible men. She knew where the shop was and she decided to take the shortcut through.