Then I felt a couple of fingers spreading my pussy open. Oh by the way slut when I am with you in private from now on your to call me Master not Vinc...nt or Vince. Got it bitch. Vincent said into my ear. Yes Master. What ever you say Master. I heard myself moan. I remembered the party going on down stairs and wondered if Vincent and I had been noticed to be missing at the same time. But I had little time to think as I felt Vincents finger scoop up my pussy juices and push his fingers into my. On all four bitch! Ass against your husband. You followed your order. They took place, one on each side. I could see they fondled you, your swinging breasts. They pulled the nipples, squeezing your ass. And of course, fingers playing with your pussy. I could see things starten to glissen. I was relived, you where horny too.You see, husband? Your wife is a slut....you see her wet pussy? Svollen clit too....? They pulled your ass cheecks apart.....the younger one leaned over you, and I could see. "Enough of your protests. Take your punishment like the boy you used tobe." Yes, mother. I just don't want to wear girl's clothes." Foolish boy, of course you do. And if you don't, you will be just thatmuch more humiliated."Now, since you ruined all your sister's bras, I am going to have toloan you one of mine. Won't that be nice for a humiliation? A 16 yearold boy wearing his mother's bra. Again, it will do for today. Tomorrowwe will get just the right fit for you."She picked up a bra from the. She had the classic Camel toe with no sign of her inner lips or her clit. All I could see was her two very puffy outer lips with a pristine slit separating them. I had heard from some of my friends who considered themselves to be very sophisticated on the subject of pussies that a woman who did not have her inner lips at least showing a tiny bit just had to be too young to appreciate sex. Well, I had always thought that those guys were full of shit, and now was my chance to verify my assessment.