Chaos in the washroom.

Stacy gradually calms down and shakes her head, still having a hard time believing what she is witnessing. You hope that this incident doesn't ruin your friendship with her. That would be devastating for you. You loudly gulp, as you wait for Stacy to say something.

"Look Dan... Don't worry... It's not your fault. Mom gets a little wild when she drinks..." Stacy explains with reddened cheeks, as she looks down at the floor in shame.

'Thank Heavens,' you think to yourself with relief. You're so glad that she didn't blame you. You wonder where things will go from now, as you realize you're still in the very awkward, yet arousing position.

"At least, you didn't try anything. Some guys wouldn't think twice about taking advantage of her." She compliments you, while looking at her mother with disgust and embarrassment. As you are about to thank her for the compliment, she interrupts you.

"Hang on a second. I'll grab something to clean up this mess."

"Shit Mom," she mutters under her breath, in anger and disappointment. She quickly leaves in a panicked motion.

"Hang on?" You gasp in disbelief. 'Heavens and Hells! Your mom is grinding me! You want me to hang on?!' You think to yourself. Megan continues grinding your stiff cock with her delicate pussy. When Stacy finally returns, she immediately starts cleaning the glass.

'This is ****,' you think to yourself, wondering when the situation will end. Sometime in the future, you'll enjoy the irony of that thought. You feel your balls boiling, as all the stimulation has you on the verge of exploding. The thought of cumming in front of Stacy is too embarrassing, so you try your best to hold off.

'Baseball! Think Baseball! Ok, not working. Try something else.' You think, as you try to hold off your oncoming orgasm. Stacy is totally unaware of your predicament. She's being very meticulous with finding all the glass.

'I need something else or I'll blow,' you urgently ponder. Finally it comes to you in a flash. 'Bea Arthur (Golden Girls)!' Megan's hot cunt keeps you from going limp, but you sure as hell won't cum with that last thought in mind.

"Ok Mom, I'm going to get you outta here." You hear Stacy say at last. You feel Megan's hot snatch slowly pull away from your hardened member. Sadly you're only free for a second, as she immediately tightens her legs around your waist even harder. Stacy is caught off guard and trips backwards. However, she does not let go of her mother's hands. She falls to the floor with her mother immediately following with you.

When you all try to stand up, you immediately fall again, due to the soapy water on the floor. There's a chaos of arms and legs flying through the air. Soon enough, you end up with both of them on top of you. You are lying flat on your back. Stacy is face down, on her belly, with her pelvis crushing against your very stiff cock. Megan is sprawled parallel across the two of you, breathing harshly in a drunken state of ecstasy.