After what seemed a lifetime, he slowly said, “Your quite the cock-tease Gina. I always knew why my son picked you out of all the other gorgeous gir...s he could be in relationships with but this…….well……..porn? Does he know?”He looked naively into my eyes. It occurred to me he never met Gene face to face and didn’t recognize my boss on the screen. His expression changed suddenly. “God, your eyes are beautiful Gina. What are they hazel? I don’t think you and I ever shared any time alone.”He. Greg smirked, “You guys look like the ‘Bad News Bears’ on bikes!”Dan said, chuckling, “Sorry to disappoint you, but we’re just the delivery boys. It seems there’s three bridegrooms in need of some serious rides!”Dad and TJ were laughing like crazy, getting off and removing their helmets. Dan was grinning as he tossed Greg the keys to his bike. About that time, Dad tossed his keys at Bob and TJ tossed his at me.Greg, Bob and I were dumbstruck. Sitting there, were three 1985 Harley Davidson. Mrs. Monet again pushed her faggot stepson to the floor and took morepictures. She then ordered the sissy to take off her cum covered clothesand put them in a pink sissy laundry hamper. She then orders Caroline toshower and shave all his hair off and then come to her bedroom beforebed. Caroline goes naked to his stepmother's room where she hands thesissy a sheer pink silky see-through negligee and Caroline becomes hardimmediately. Mrs. Monet is determined to milk her sissy of all desire toplay. I didn’t have a wall to pin her up against this time. I was just standing in the middle of the kitchen holding her. I only had so long until my arms fail me. I had to make the most of every minute.I began pumping away, slowing increasing my speed and force. Within thirty seconds, I was pounding her with everything I had. Her little grunts were getting louder and louder.Her forehead was grinding into my collarbone. Now I was getting somewhere. Her pitch was starting to rise. I continued pumping.