In walked Bo and Pat, each dressed in athletic clothing. Pat was carrying a video camera.Mike grabbed Jenny by her chin, forcing her to stare into his...eyes.“Bo and I are going to double team you in your bed. And Pat will record it. If you get him horny enough, you will suck him off too. Do you understand?”“Y-yes, Sir,” Jenny said. “But my daughter-”“We will be quiet. I can’t say the same for you, judging by how you acted last night.”Jenny looked down, blushing.“Of course, Sir.”She turned and. I vacillated for a while until I realized I could just tell her that."Hey," I said, once she was on the phone and we'd made our greetings. "I wanted to tell you about last night with Sharon. But as a friend, not a counselor, okay?" Sure, Joe," she said. "I've been wondering what happened." Well ... how long do you have?" As much time as you want."An hour later, I'd completed the entire story, in all its gory detail, from me running late, to the photo album, to the exact words of our final. ” She said crossing her arms over her chest. “Tell me.” “What?” I said trying to look innocent. Anita leaned in, “I have been stewing on this all weekend. So stop messing with me and tell me…” she paused. “… did you sleep with him Cynthia?” I leaned forward until we were practically nose to nose, “Yes I did.” I said as she jumped up hugging me and screamed. “OH MY GOD! That is so great.” Letting go of me she sat back in the chair. “Tell me everything, what, when, how long and how big. Did you. I used to get so hard that I would ache and soon relieve myself only to then fall asleep in themThis led to me wearing my mother’s girdle and stockings with Mary’s panties, by now I was masturbating so much I thought I was going to go blind, or that’s what the rumours were. I’d wait until I was alone in the house get a girdle and stockings from my mums closet and with Mary’s panties I used to come after a few strokes. It was always over far too quickly but thinking of her gorgeous legs in sheer.