Half an hour later when a man also dashed towards the tree seeking shelter, I was a sorry sight. Cold, wet, shivering and forlorn. I didn’t look at ...im, feeling embarrassed and rather unattractive and small. When he did speak to me therefore, I was forced to look up from my misery and acknowledge him. ‘Darling, you look cold,’ he drawled in a thick American accent. ‘Let me put my jacket around you.’ ‘But I will make your jacket damp and then you will be cold,’ I replied. ‘An English girl?’ he. I shivered, groaning into my sister's kiss and fingering her asshole as two figures entered the room. I stared out of the corner of my eye to see who it was moving in the room.One was unmistakably Clint in his yummy jeans and tight shirt. And the other... was our mother.“See, it's a beautiful piece, isn't it?” Clint asked, guiding our mother to stand before the antique mirror. “Oh, my, it is,” our mother said. I broke the kiss with Kimiko, my sister's asshole clenching on my finger. We both. Nobody was willing to marry him so he hate women and said he wants guys especially guys like me who is feminine and smooth body. He kissed my whole body and removed my dress I was in bra and ladies panty. He rolled his tongue over the body.He kissed for 40 mins and started press my boobs for 30 mins and he licked my armpit and sucked my nipples and rolled his tongue in nipples it became hard then he started to bite them hardly. It was going on for more than one hour. Then he turned me and. .. she picked up a tube of lubricant, and walked in front of him and squeezed some in her rubber covered hands...she was smiling and she looking into his eyes... she reach down and found his cock... she slowly began to massage it... then grabbed a small test tube... smiling as she swiftly pumped his shaft... before he could realize what was happening... the rubber, the bondage, the stiffness of the steel corset, his immobilized limbs, his gagged mouth, his helplessness, the man and his wife in.