”“Let’s change it up,” Roger announced.“What’s wrong?” Anil asked.“Not much on top, a flat chest doesn’t say party time.” Roger sa...d.“She’s cute though,” Anil protested.“Cute sure, I could shoot a PSA, but no tits ain’t going to sell no tickets.”Though they were talking to each other she could hear them plain as day and her heart was sinking.Roger was suddenly walking at her with a stool in hand, “Hey, cutie, you’re a runner right? Do me a favor and turn sideways. Great now lean on this.” He. My Mom was devastated, first by the fact that she had lost the man she loved, and then by the realization that she was pregnant with me. She knew that she was going to have to work to keep a roof over our heads, so she got a job in a supermarket, which paid the bills until she couldn't work anymore. After I was born and the money began to run out, she took a long hard look at her situation and decided that the best way that she could provide for herself and me was to turn to the world's oldest. And stopped as they touched a piece of plastic between Mary’s buttocks.Mistress put her finger on the square piece of plastic and wiggled it gently around. Mary moaned in response, a plaintive, begging sound. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” Mistress whispered.“Oh, yes, Mistress,” Mary groaned. “Please… please…” She was almost sobbing. Two days previously Mistress had inserted a butt plug in Mary’s arse for the first time, and since then she’d been wearing one every waking hour. They’d started out. That wasn’t something the good little girl my parents thought I was would do. But I wasn’t that good little girl anymore, at least not when I was with Jay. I pushed my jeans down, and Jay pulled them off over my feet. Under them I’d worn a thong, which he pushed out of the way so he could push two of his fingers into my pussy. ‘Mmm, you’re nice and wet,’ he said. ‘What do you want me to do, Sam?’ ‘What can we do in a car?’ ‘Anything we want. Tell me, baby. What do you want?’ ‘I want you to go.