She not only bought dresses, skirts, and blouses, she included a nightgown, like it made a difference what he slept in. Of course she bought him shoe..., but really, high heels? Was he going to wear heels to baby-sit in? But I?m starting to ramble. Shoes: this is where it gets sticky. All evening, Mrs. Ford - Cory?s Mom, kept referring to us as "you girls." When I pointed out her mistake, she informed me that my participation and input on what Cory - or should I say Corrine, by now, he was. ."Ally, would you torture me, please?" "With relish", she replied. "What would you like me to do to you?" Let's start with handcuffing my hands up and behind the kitchen table pedastal, with my head bowed and me kneeling uncomfortably under the table, with nothing on except a tight mesh panty. Put some rock salt on the floor under my knees.Leave me in that position for several hours, without food or water. Feel free to eat at the table yourself though. I'd like very much to be taunted in. Upon reaching the place, we completed the chores, and returned. On the way, Ann did the unimaginable. With a slight drizzle hitting the vehicle, she suddenly stopped the vehicle on the roadside surrounded by trees. We spoke for a while, and in the process, I started holding her hand and caressed it. The atmosphere inside the vehicle was getting warmer, and better.Ann pulled the seat, and lied down with legs slightly spread. I followed the cue, and started caressing her thighs aggressively. She. It’s coming in and out in such a quick and ragged rhythm that it worries you. All you can think about however is how good it feels to have me plunging in and out of you. I start to play with your ass as I take you from behind. I am alternating between spanking you and gently massaging your cheeks. I reach forward with one hand and hold your hands behind your back so that you can hold yourself up or push me away. You start to cum and I push it in harder and harder. You finally return to sanity.