The journey took just twenty five minutes.“Me name Julio. You want me wait or I come back?” he asked as he pulled up on the dirt track leading to ...he beach.“Up to you mate. But if you leave I want you back here at 4pm, but give me your mobile number in case we decide we want you earlier.” “First I help you find good place.”We were thankful for his help as he carried Susan’s girly pink holdall, containing her handbag, our towels, sunglasses and sun cream etc. He used his influence to clear a. Finally, at nearly 2PM, a full twenty-six hours after my ordeal started, I heard the front door open. ?Hi, Mom? I’m home.? ?Mrrrffff!? I moaned. ?Hello? Is anyone home?? ?Mrrfff!? I could hear her coming up the stairs. ?Hello?? ?Mrrrfff!? When she entered my bedroom and saw me there, bound and abused, she dropped the tin of cookies she had brought for Thanksgiving and ran to me, a look of terror in her eyes. ?Mom! Mom! Oh my god oh my. I reached out and slowly pulled the bra toward me revealing her fine B-cup breasts and those wonderful nipples that I had seen in the picture. I tossed the bra and dropped to my knees. I just had to suck on those sweet nipples of hers. I had been dreaming of doing that for a couple of days now and I was finally going to get a chance to do it. I worshiped those nipples and the breasts that they belonged too.As I ravished her teenage breasts Danielle told me that her grandmother had purchased two. I laid in bed staring at the ceiling in just my loosely tied robe, going over the “plan” in my head, (and even in my head the use of “plan” is tenuous) and listened to the sounds of the house, more specifically daddy getting ready for work. I heard the shower for a while now and it hadn’t turned off yet. I cocked my head and smirked when the time passed that my father would have ordinarily shut off the shower.“He’s jacking off again!?” I screamed manically, well in my head but still.I had.