"Don't ruin his darling little pee-pee," suggested the smaller one. The taller lady then started tying my shoe-laces in various ways around my cock an... balls. Each time they would sit back and comment on the effect, laugh, and take a photo if they thought the image worthy of prosperity. The effect they seemed to enjoy most had my balls inflated, sitting on top of of my cock, squeezed down between them.By this stage, I was feeling much more like an observer than a participant. I was left out of. I followed the trail to the rear of the home, the small flickering candles pulling long shadows across the stark white modern walls, and light coloured tiles. When I reached the end of the hallway I could see her sprawled on the soft cushions of the lounge chairs. She lay across the light coffee coloured cushions with an ornamental white throw rug and pillows surrounding her perfectly naked form. I couldn't help but grin, as I took in her gorgeous curvy white body. She had an athletic and curvy. She knew Moira would do anything to get at her, and the more she worried about it, the easier it was for her sister to rile her. The walk to the café, across the small Scottish town took little more than ten minutes, and Abigail pushed open the door to the café on a small industrial park tentatively.She had been interviewed by the owner of the dingy establishment but knew she had to report to the "supervisor" - a former classmate of Moira. Pauline was a big, buxom woman who glanced at the clock. As much as it hurt to admit it, living in a hotel wasn’t all that comfortable. There wasn’t sufficient room to move around. Four people filled the room to capacity and the boys took up a lot more room than the size of their bodies would suggest.Dressed and ready for lunch, she left the bathroom. She took a moment to look at the room. The clothes from the luggage were strewn around the bags. The boys had brought a couple of toys and they were scattered around on the floor. The one bed was.