Perhaps he’ll squirt his cum on me and demand I mark myself his. Perhaps he will tease me but hold me apart showing the pleasure he takes in himself... ignoring me except to fan the fires of my frustration. In all, he uses my body without holding back, without fear of the difference in our position.”Ashley said, “I see there are two of us lusting greatly. You too are at liberty and might take your pleasure.”“I would welcome that if you would not be bothered,” her mother said.Ashley’s mother did. ?What’s in that ?? you asked. ?you’ll find out later. Let’s just say it’s all for you. Now give me your leash Bitch. You were not even sure if you wanted to step out of the car, little lone be paraded across the lobby like a dog. It was bad enough with what you were wearing. You knew your skirt would not even cover your stocking tops. And the fact that your tits were fully visible through your blouse, for everyone and his dog to see, you didn’t even have any knickers on.He pulled the leash. Cindi packed the basket and we heaeded out to explore late in the morning. Just as advertised, we found a spot with no one around. We spread the blanket, cjeckd the cooler and looked at each other."Shall we" I asked"What the hell" Cindi replied, I don't see anyoneWe shed our clothes and spread sun screen on each otherI love starig at Cindi's butt. Now I was spreading th elotion on her muscular butt as I took it all inCindi is 5'6", 110 lbs, medkum lenght blond hair, small titties and athleticI. “Julie doesn’t own any red velvet...”Suzy-Q voiced the thought as I had it.“You put it on in the dark. All of Julie’s robes are fancy ones that she stole from hotels; mostly Helen’s. There’s only one red velvet garment in this house that ties around the waist like that, and it’s not a Santa suit.”In my reflection on the screen before Maria appeared, I saw it: I’d been wearing Propappou’s red velvet smoking jacket the night I called Helen to bitch her out about the gift bag.“Wow,” Sue uttered..