I guess that’s the advantage of flying on a weekend. I’m here at the hospital with Dad, and we’ve just spoken to the doctor. She said the op...ration was successful and there were no complications and Mom’s resting now, so we should be able to see her tomorrow. There’s not much more I can tell you at this point, but at least the operation is over and that seems to have gone well. Dad and I are heading back to their place now, so I’ll fix dinner and then probably get an early night as I’m. At that Jodie gave a little tug on my dress, which sent it sliding down to my waist, where she caught it to stop it sliding to the floor. My bra was exposed to the crowd, given that it was such a tiny cup, so were most of my breasts. My breathing was becoming more and more erratic, and my ‘dancing’ less and less syncopated with Jodie’s. My heart was hammering. We weren’t really dancing at this point, just her grinding against me, doubtless trying to cause the pearl thong to send me spiralling. It all makes her boobs even larger than they are, and what is left out of the string is turning a rosy shade, while her nipples are getting so hard.Emma is not sure about how she feels about this. Part of her feels some pain from the tightness, but most of her is so aroused right now.And then the string goes around below her chest and up to her neck again to secure everything. She finds herself panting some from this all. So different from the nipple lassos and clamps, but doing well more of. Once Mary had finished cumming, she climbed down off of the table. It was just me and whitney now, and I was tongue deep in her pussy. I continued on, swirling on her clit until I achieved the same result that I had with Sarah. Whitney's body clenched, she was silent but trembling. Whitney seemed to hold her breath through the whol orgasm, her body shook. She was completely still except or her pussy which was throbbing on my tongue.She finally relaxed and breathed again. Then proceeded off.