It was only one of those 4 foot deep, 12 feet around blow up pools, so we had no trouble exceptthat his hot mom kept coming out to make sure we were O...K. My name is Rob. My friend's name isJack. His mom's name is Joan. I am about 6' 3" tall and Jack is about the same (give or take a fewinches). His mom is 5'5" tall with a great ass and 36C tits (I asked Jack because he had went throughher drawers one day when his mom was out). Anyway, on the hot summer day I put on my swim trunks and a t-shirt. The girls led Chris out of the ladies room and over to the escalator.They paraded Chris from one end of the mall to the other and up and downthe escalators for what seemed to Chris like an eternity. Chris trieddesperately to keep his legs together and the skirt pulled down as hewent up and down the escalators. Chris glanced nervously at hisreflection in the store windows to see if any of his male parts werevisible below the hem of the extremely short skirt or if any guys weretrying to sneak a. I wasn't stupid as to stand in front of the window when I said this, so I moved behind the wooden wall that was behind the driver's seat, knowing that someone WOULD have to look into the truck in order to see us, and with where my brother would be bending down, he'd be seeing anyone before I could. Moving on, as crappy as it was, it had worked as he got onto his knees and whipped my cock out, letting it slap him on the face, before trying to take it all down his throat the first go. I couldn't. With her wrists tightly bound behind her, she struggled to free herself. Chris slipped each bra strap down past her shoulders from behind and pullied Heathers bra down under her breasts exposing them. He was pleased at the sight of my wife and grinned over at me as he felt her breasts. Heather tried to move away squeemishly as Chris man handled her smallish sagging breasts but it was of no use. I wanted to free her badly but Chris won his bet and I had no choice but to allow him to have his way.