Marla imagined herself tied to a bed, being totally helpless.Whoever was in control would determine when the dildo would penetrateher. She would have...no say. Marla held the vibrator there wanting itdeep inside herself but imagining that she can’t have it. That didn’tlast very long. Soon the long thick dildo was sliding in and out ofher wet slit. On each stroke the vibrator felts like it was fillingher body totally. She decided to prolong the sensation until she couldget home. If you talk nicely to Rob he may help you out.” She turns to me saying, “That dick is mine now but I’ll let your Mom, Step-Mom really, borrow it from time to time. If she wants?” Mom is still dumfounded. Finally she speaks as I move to show Suzy out, “Don’t you dare move, young man. I’ll show Suzy out. Then we’ll have words.” I pull the sheet over my damp, blood and cum stained dick. Returning Mom pops her head through the door and firmly tells me, “You stay put until I come back. Understand?”. It was 5 o’clock the dancers were tiring and there was no point continuing, they were all sweating and breathing heavily, the boy had patches of sweat around his testicles and the tip of his by now erect penis was wet with what I assumed was precum, the girls also had sweat patches on their lycra clad bottoms and down their backs, I was hot but my heat was purely sexual I wanted these three in my bedroom and I wanted them now. They walked over to where I was sitting and stood in front of me,. I was prepared to find the Chalmers Street launderette bulldozed into something new and unrecognisable, but it was still there, and the same old facade in yellow-grey London brick carried great emotional force.For this was where it had all started when I was a sulky sixteen, quarrelling with my father every weekend, and allowed to sit in that warm, steamy launderette, if I would help the manageress to tidy-up at closing. God knows she wasn't a beauty, all double chins and missing teeth, but she.