He smiled at the sight of her in her short t-top and thong panties curled up in her seat. ‘Well hello sleepy head, welcome back. She grinned, and pa...tted him running her hand up his leg. ‘May I saw thank you both to you and that wonderful cock of yours, for that marvelous climax. Which by the way is the first climax I have had in years that I didn’t give myself and let me tell you it has those beat hands down.’ He laughed. She didn’t put her jeans back on until hunger drove them to stop for. As I slipped the 'rice bag' breast forms into my bracups, Mum looked thoughtful. "I think we ought to treat you to somethinga bit more realistic in the breast department" she mussed. "I have beenlooking on-line and have found a shop that specializes in serving'girls' like you. It is in Walthamstow, so not too far away. I suggestwe make a visit there first before going clothes shopping." So that iswhat we did.A short tube and bus ride brought us to 'Madeleine's', a discrete ladiesclothing shop. “Suck him hard. Suck him good. Yeah. He’s got a nice cock, doesn’t he, baby?”Sarah nodded then came off his cock, leaving a long string of saliva hanging between it and her mouth. “Yes ... he’s really tasty. I doubt I can take all of him, but I’ll certainly try.”Carol reached down and took hold of his testicles. “Should I squeeze them or just tickle them ... hmmmm?”“I’d prefer you tickle them, if I have a say in it,” he said calmly.“Okay ... Daddy ... tickle it is,” and she ran her long. I quickly cross to the table and sit down — on the opposite side from the woman standing in the doorway. My modesty is somewhat preserved by the intervening table. ‘Er…Ah…’ I manage intelligently. ‘You are Dr. Storm. I am Joanna’s mother, Rachel,’ she laughs. ‘And, obviously, you have just come from my daughter’s bed!’ ‘Ah…Er, you see…’ ‘Strange. Joanna never mentioned you had a speech impediment,’ and again she surprises me with her deep, throaty laugh. ‘So, aren’t you going to offer me some.