I lifted her T-shirt and removed it. She was wearing a black bra, they were huge. Her bra size was 34. Then I started pressing her boobs over her bra....They were so firm and I was playing with them like a sponge ball. She started to moan aaah ummmm. She was totally turned on. I was kissing her so that her moaning voice should not go out of the toilet room. I then whispered in her to get ready for some action and try not to scream. I then put my hands on her bra strip and unhooked it. Wow what a. So the three of us had a good weekend planned and we enjoyed ourselves quite a bit. I took them to the movies and to the zoo. We had a picnic/tea party in the park and went to the local toy store to get them each something. We had a grand old-time and it kept the girls minds off missing their mother. Things were going all right but Monday was approaching and I would have to go to work. So I had to figure out what I was going to do with the girls. I couldn’t take that much time off – I didn’t. There was very little weight to it. It was very dirty. She opened the drawstring and poured the contents onto a china plate left from lunch. Suddenly she heard in the distance, a disembodied woman’s voice. “Giada!”Her skin crawls and she draws back in fear. But the powder transfixes her. She picks up a lit candle and slowly lowers the flame to the powder. She only gets within a few inches when the powder ignites. The room quickly fills with smoke and she’s overcome. Breathing becomes difficult. If I just relax and try to forget them they can drop out. I guessed that Vicky was going to look a bit strange to the people she worked with. We all sat in the lounge with a glass of wine and started talking about nothing special. The subject of orgasms came up and Vicky talked about the incredible one that she had had the previous weekend when Jon had caned her. I had never had one so intense and I looked at Jon and said, “Master, I want to have an orgasm as intense as the one Vicky had last.