Sally's knickers did not behave that way at all. They kind of drooped a little and made her look like she was all untidy under her skirt. Angela expla...ned it was all in the cut of the material. They decided to send all of Sally's knickers to the lady that fixed Angela's for her. Sally noticed that Angela did not have much hair on her pussy and asked what had happened to it."That is a very silly question, Sally. I trimmed it with my tiny little scissors and then shaved it with the house matron's. I reached under Kyle and was happy to find his cock rigid despite the fingers in his ass. I stroked in time with my fingers, feeling his ass clamp as he became more excited. “Good boy, stud” I breathed in his ear as my tongue traced its outline “Now let’s see if you’re ready” I picked up one carrot and rubbed it with the baby oil, then slowly inserted it small end first in Kyle’s ass, pushing it in little by little until all seven inches were buried in him, his anus stretched around the fat end. With his throbbing prick inside me, I slowly stroked the chemise off as his eyes greedily followed the movement of the silk over my skin, but as my face was covered in the thin fabric, he took advantage of my helplessness to leave my pussy achingly unattended. Trying to pry off the bonding piece of attire, I felt his hands grasp my bosom, kneading them. “Dear Madam, what glorious assets you had hidden under that corset,” he whispered, almost mockingly. “God truly has given you a beautiful front. Having been only semi-conscious due to the impact to her head earlier, Tamara was only able to recall flashes of what had happened to her in the burial chamber, and her mind quickly tried to bury what it did remember, however a dull ache between her legs provided a constant reminder it may have been all too real.Finally, she was able to open her eyes, squinting even in the dim light provided by some lanterns hanging on what used to be torch brackets around the room. She was lying on the floor.