"Now slut pick up those undies and take theninto the kitchen and wash them, move!"Sissy Wendy ran around the garden gathering up the frillyundies, and...minced with the frilly undies into the kitchen,followed by a laughing Mistress Judy Placing the undiesinto the sink he prepared to wash them."Come here slut!" commanded Judy, she was rummaging througha bag used for discarded clothes, to be used as dusters,She produced an old floral dress, and threw it at SissyWendy, "Put that dress on slut, I'm. ”“Can’t say? Or don’t want to?” I texted.“Both. I really need time away to sort out my feelings, Curt. Read your damn email.”I just about threw the phone across the room but took a few deep breaths instead. An email alert popped up so I opened it. It was the expected one.“Dearest Curt,” she wrote, which had me rolling my eyes, “I have had my eyes opened to how little of life I have experienced. There’s so much more that I want now that I never even thought of before. These new desires are. We eventually found one that Jon liked, it was very thin and silky, and only just covered my butt. I reckoned that if I bent over even the slightest bit then anyone behind me would be able to see my butt. It had spaghetti straps and the front over my breasts was 'different'. It was baggy and the way it hung on me even I could see my nipples. Anyone looking straight at me from the front wouldn't have been able to see my breasts, but if they were close enough to look down at me then they would. I saw that Paul took the strawberry into his mouth. Both their mouths were covered in cream. It was my turn to laugh, but not for long. They assaulted my creamy pussy and licked it clean, bringing me to my second orgasm of the day.After being eaten clean, Chantelle moved her body over mine into a sixty-nine position, putting her pussy to my face while providing her access to mine. It was pure bliss to see this beautiful vulva above my face. Her lips were thin, pink and extremely wet. I tasted.