Throwing caution to the wind, I reached out again, buried my finger in her vagina, and started manipulating her doggy clit. (Though I had no idea wha... that was at the time.) Jo began to hump down on my hand violently, like she was trying to wedge my finger as deeply into herself as she could. I obliged her by getting up on my knees, putting my other hand on her rump, and using the leverage to push my finger in deeper. She humped so violently that she ended up pushing my finger out with her. I said - Why don't we go somewhere and talk? I don't want to sit here and have your dad or mum over-hear." She shot back."Okay. Sure. We need to get this settled.". By now my mind was back in focus and my cock was relaxing back to semi-soft. I'm going to win this one and we can get back on track. AND my dad had already been saying "Son, you need to get this done and get back with your family." That was ringing in my head too. So I thought, lets go get this settled if possible, as long as I win. When Becky bent over and spread her legs she had expanded the playing field, so to speak. Since her slacks were fairly loose, I could get my fingers into her butt crack and massage quite a bit deeper. I could also run my hand between her legs and massage her pussy. Being the gentleman I am, I did!I had worked Becky's slacks deep enough into her butt crack that I had found her tight little asshole and was giving it quite a bit of attention in addition to what I was doing to her nice soft cheeks.. Back inthe bathroom, I shaved and applied my makeup. It might have been myimagination, but my breasts seemed bigger. Would they really grow bigger?If they got much bigger, they would hard to hide. Out to the kitchen toput on the coffee and then a quick dash outside to get the morning paper.I laid the paper by her chair and then tried to relax for a bit beforeMistress got out of bed. Mistress Mary came out to the kitchen table wearing only her robe andslippers. She sat down in her chair and.