At that moment, I was unaware of the chilly rain, the fact that I was perched on a ladder outside the bathroom window, or that at any moment my father... or sister could come out of the house and catch me doing something that I would never be able to explain. All I was aware of or cared about…was my mother. I carefully climbed two more steps, rested my hand on the top of the window frame and steadied myself. I unsnapped my jeans and with one hand I worked my throbbing cock from its nice warm. It was utterly shameful.He told her, "You have to change me back." Except that his wordscarried little force when delivered with a high breathy voice.The wicked woman laughed out loud at his helpless state. She checkedher smartphone and grinned at what she saw. "Looks like one of mysisters -- maybe we could call ourselves Sinister Sisters -- is about toreturn with a prize of her own. I'll bet you're eager to have one ofyour teammates get here to rescue you. But I don't think that's howit's. "What are you talking about?" She asked."Didn't you boil a lobster this morning?" I asked."When have I EVER boiled a lobster?" She asked, looking bemused. "Especially for breakfast?" Oh, sorry," I said. "It's just, well , I dreamed you had boiled me a lobster."She shrugged and chuckled."You caught me!" She said. "Just let me finish slicing up a lemon and I'll serve it to you"I was absolutely sure there hadn't been a lobster pot on the stove a second before. As far as I knew, we didn't own a. So slippery. I felt the small of my back there was a ‘froth’ forming there from his pre-cum. This was something completely new to me. I was wishing that the head of his cock would just slip in already. I don’t know how far it would go in, but I know the head would fit in there easily, because of how loose my asshole was. I was just getting ready to tell him just stick it in because I knew my ass would just swallow his cock, I was that horny and mentally prepared, when his buddies were telling.