Guessing at what the two items mean, I pickup the more feminine of the two, and the dumbbell disappears. I walk overto my full length mirror and begin...to attempt to apply it to my lips. AsI do it I begin to get a feel for it, so I wipe it off and redo it onceI'm confident in my ability to apply it. I take a look in the mirror froma step back and notice for a second that maybe my lips got just theslightest bit fuller and more pouty, but I quickly write that off as theaffects of the. When I was about to make my excuses and head up with Matt to his room, I briefly glanced at a small pile of cleaned clothes on the sofa, including a few pairs of her knickers. A few times when I’d slept over in the past, I’d snuck downstairs at night when everybody was asleep, proceeded to lecherously grab a pair and wrap them around my cock and wank until I spurted onto their carpet, before hastily putting them back where I found them and clean up the mess from the carpet.I didn’t get caught,. To avoid a public scandal, he accepted a corporate position in Shawnee Mission. I only knew that we had moved away very abruptly.My mother really loved my father. That, and for the sake of me and my two siblings, she decided to not seek a divorce. They remained together until he passed from a sudden heart attack five years ago. My mother remained grief-stricken until her passing six months ago.Now here I was, a forty-year-old bachelor trying to rediscover my roots. I had visited the cemetery. Matthew and Sadie clearly liked forcing sex on her, dressing her in a fantasy maid costume and tying her up. They had some kind of freaky fantasy about a slave, and she was it. The one tiny bit of control she could find was to enjoy it, while letting them think they really were ravishing her.Sometime in the future that might give her the advantage she needed to escape from their clutches, and anyway it made her feel like less of a victim. She was sure her dad would approve: it was an option..