..”“Please?” I echoed, but I only needed a raised eyebrow to elicit a response.“P… please Sir.”“There is no negotiation Mrs Blackwell.�...Gemma took a couple of deep breaths and found the strength to look back up at the camera. With wet eyes she finally managed a weak smile and my camera caught her humiliation and dread perfectly.Over the next hour I cataloged Mrs Blackwell – Gemma – perfectly. As she stripped each piece of clothing from her body she was documented. From sweater to t-shirt, from. Dawn Parker was hot! Especially for a mother of her age.She had long natural blonde hair, ocean blue eyes, a cute nose and full lips. Not to mention a banging rack. Dawn's breasts were large and firm, delicious and almost untouched by gravity. Dawn sometimes thought that they were too big. They gave her a sore back, and they bounced all over the place when she went running.And that happened quite a lot. Dawn took good care of her body and all that squatting, running, spinning and stepping kept. The outcome of spending most of your time by yourself and having male teenager hormones was of course masturbation. So Tiffany waited until her mother went to work and began fishing around in her dresser. Eventually she found a vintage lesbian porno which she sat down on her mothers bed to watch. Half-way through she found the pressure in her panties was too much for her so she took them off and laid them at the foot of the bed where she found one of her mothers thongs. As if instinctually. It was around 8PM and 'The Foxy Ladies' were sitting in Robin's living room drinking sodas and talking after dinner. It was Friday June 27 and they were planning their summer."Well the lasagna was great, Robin," Charlene said. "But what do we do now?" "Talk about boys?" Candace chirped."Teenage boys," Nicole said."Teenage boys between 16 and 19," Robin giggled."Let's kidnap a teenage stud," Rebecca said. The other women stared at Rebecca."Are you crazy, Rebecca?" Raven finally asked..