I put on their dressing gown and went back in to the room and sat down ready for the make over. A gorgeous dark haired Irish woman made me over and we...chatted and she was very friendly and made me feel at ease. After applying make up including mascara and pink nail varnish she showed me how to put on a wig ‘properly’ as she called it not just shove it on my head. She then told me to go back to the dressing room and put the dress I had brought with me, a nice long purple dress and also black. The change I made was that the watcher was now seated on the end of the bed. The light picked out her outline and made it obviously a young girl but the details were still indistinct. Again, the average viewer wouldn’t know it was me but Mum would. My eyes still gazed out of the shadows, but now they were clearly placed in a shadowy face. The watching figure was no longer sinister. She was connected – a part of the group – but still separate, still not fully understood. She sat motionless and. We enjoyed that day together, talking about our lives and how we wanted them to go. I explained that I loved my husband, but was not happy with my lifestyle. I was stuck in a situation that I didn't want to be in. Todd was married to his job and I was withering away in the house.Sam held me close while we talked. He appeared to understand my dilemma and when he kissed me again, I put my arms around him. Soon, we were making love again, sweetly, slowly, at the foot of a mountain. It was. Suddenly I felt a pair of hands rubbing the cheeks of my arse and Debby’s fingers searching my crack, her attention seemed to spur me on as Abi started to gyrate her hips. I felt Debby pull my cheeks apart and then I gasped as I felt her warm tongue flicking around my arsehole, my cock was rigid as this MILF started to rim me forcing me harder into her daughters crotch, MmmAbi’s breathing was getting heavier and her body shook as she cried out, her orgasm juices covering my mouth, mmm so sweet.