I had my uses as her slut. They would occasionally tie me down to the bed and tease and torment me – breast play, nipple paly and some cock teasing ...n the slut. With me always scantily but sexily dressed and made up fully for their pleasure.Then things changed.Their family circumstances and family dynamic had changed which now meant that some daytimes could be free or me to go visit dress and either chill out, chat, drink tea or maybe some playtime if time allowed for such.And so I would drop. You get changed and interestingly the room is empty. You strip off your Jeans and t shirt to reveal a sheer white bra and skimpy panties. You take out your revealing leotard and leggings. You know that wearing these always gets the men's attention, sometimes a few women too, and have a smug grin on your face as you pull the Lycra tight leggings over your pert arse. You gently warm up and stroke your breasts making your nipples slightly poke out over the thin material. The cool air conditioning. Nowadays, Joanna`s health is vastly improved and she does not have to goto hospital overnight; consequently, Samantha does not stop in laybysanymore and the events in the layby are now just distant memories.Or are they?Secrets and lies to protect the innocent - or is it to protect theguilty? Only time will tell.The memories of the visit to that layby recovered distant memorieshidden deep and almost forgotten, akin to having too much to drink, thenacting in an idiotic way and doing things that. I brought my hands down and inserted inside her tops and touched her navel, she has a flat belly and a deep navel. My tool was standing erect and was ready to ejaculate. I pushed my finger inside her navel, she again twitched.I knew she isn’t sleeping but she wasn’t reacting. I got courage moved my hands up and cupped her boobs. Slowly I squeezed it it was like a balloon, so soft, yet so firm. I kept my left hand inside and moved my right hand over her pussy on top of her pyjamma i was.