You Keep Going

“When I win I won’t be anyone’s mother! What’s the second riddle?”

You grimace in a look you think is determination and savagery while Becky leans back against the counter and laughs sweetly. It’s almost intoxicating, her laugh. The way it moves her body, especially her cock, and... oh God you’re drooling! No wonder Becky is laughing. You turn towards a mirror and see what can only be described as ‘****’ written into your face.

“If you want a real trip, look at the mirror over there.”

You follow Becky’s finger as it points to a large, full length mirror in the corner. Peering around the register you can make out yourself in it. And Agatha. And Becky. What could only be a violent and... amazing threeway is playing out right there as if it was in front of your own eyes.

“Keep staring sweetie. It shows you your desires. Normally they’re hard to figure out but I think I know yours right now. And that cute ass bent over my counter is positively worth it!”

You jump, realizing Becky had been checking you out the whole time and you pull back away from the counter. You almost trip as you realize Agatha has gone completely limp on the floor next to you.

“Oh my God! Becky!”

“Hurry up and she will be fine. What has a bed, but never sleeps and a mouth, but never eats?”