Finally, I lubed the butt plug and inserted it as she grunted."Does that hurt," I asked?"No, sir, but it feels full," she responded."Well, that should...keep you occupied while we shop," I told her.She looked over at me and asked, "I have to have this in me while we shop? What about in changing rooms?" If someone asks, you may tell them that I am training you to accept my cock in your ass," I instructed her.She looked back down, took a couple of deep breaths and said, "Yes, sir."I slapped her. ? Turk then climbed up onto the front of the pedestal to whichhis rubber whore was secured, and turned around.? He dropped his pants and wiggled his fathairy ass back onto Dan?s face and mouth.??Tongue out your Master?s hole you fucking slut? he commanded.? Afraid of being beaten, Dan proceeded to workhis now experienced tongue right into Turks meaty hole.? For the next ten minutes Turk enjoyed thefeeling of his slave?s tongue loosening up his asshole, and then with somestraining and grunting,. At about exactly the point where I wondered just exactly how close my cock was to Mom's pussy lips, I felt her shift slightly and sink down just a little onto my cock . . . just enough that the tightness of her pussy was completely obvious to me, and the largeness of my cock head was now completely obvious to her. We were both awake and we both knew it.At this exact point, my mom looked over her shoulder at me and smiled, that same smile I seen countless times. Not a sexy smile. Not a nasty. She said I could wear some of Sarah’s things. Sarah was sixteen. She was also our size but built more like me then like Mary. We got up and went to Sarah’s room. Mary showed me her undies and told me to choose whatever I liked. My choice was a matching pink bra and bikini panties set. I slip into the panties and they fit like a glove. Mary helped me with the bra; she adjusted the straps and put it in its place. She looked at me and started to laugh but my look signaled her to stop. She said not.