] She thought while staring at me patiently."Who was 'he'? And why are you scared Martha?" I realized I had thought this as well, aiming the thought t...ward her.Martha smiled at receiving my question, ['He' was my Master and I am worried you will not want Joelyn or I.] I could feel the truth in her statement.The first thing Martha taught me was to 'filter' out the voices that I did not want to hear - like we do as children to all the ambient noises around us. It was what caused me to collapse in. Soon, I was back squatting inches from Brandy’s pretty face, asking her again to turn her head and eyes as much as she could toward the camera. Brandy was so sweet, once again trying to pose as prettily as she could for my camera. At one point, I asked her if she could push her nose even harder into Bill’s belly, and she did so. Of course, she already was about as far as she could go, but it was fun to see her determination trying to drive Bill’s cock even further down her throat.Every so. I bought a beautiful new bikini, all colourful patterns. I am a bit chubby, but I thought it looked great. I loved wearing it while wandering around the poolside, but one afternoon I decided to go for a walk for a change. Some distance from the holiday resort was a forest walk, but the sign did say that clothing was optional. Not for me, I thought. It was a lovely open area and there was no-one around, so I just had a happy stroll in my new bikini. I was out in the open with my hands on my. "You're lying!" She whispers, as my fingers reach the top of her thighs. "You fucked her ass, while she was suspended from that bar?" I swear to God, I'm not lying." I say, as I caress her panty-covered pussy, pushing a little of the moist material between her soggy lips. She stifles a moan, as I tell her about watching Maggie fuck mom with the double penetrating dildo. "In her ass and her pussy at the same time?" She asks, whispering, as she wiggles around, pushing her pussy against my hand..