Frankie was a great kid, if as I said, a little spoilt since her parents had broken up, and had really always been a bit of a tomboy. She’d grown ou... of the tomboy bit a little as she’d began to mature and was really turning the young men’s heads, because she’d developed one hell of a figure – for a fifteen year old – and I foresaw Jamie having the same sort of problems that I had with his mother when we were young in a year or so’s time. That’s of course assuming that Frankie and Jamie’s. I ask her if she is afraid she said No nothing like that. We bus start moving I put my left hand on her thigh. Her suit was not on her salwar. What soft that was!!. She dont move from there or remove her leg there or my hand Not manage her suit too. Just keep watching outside the window. Her son was on my lap playing with me. I keep my hand on her thigh for 5 mins and remove.Then again n again I put my hand n remove. She dont oppose just watching outside the window. I think she is enjoying I. Miss Westlake fastened the other end of the rope to another ring in the wall and then tied the girl’s knees and ankles together. Christine was crying openly now. Something definitely was wrong, her Mistress was never that cruel before. Ropes dug mercilessly into her skin, while the butt plug was filling her up so much that she doubted her ass cheeks would ever come together again. ?Maybe that’s how women feel when they’re going to deliver?, a sudden thought came to her head, but it instantly. "Shit bitch, that is one tight ass" he said. He continued to push it in but I couldn't take it. "Please stop" I begged. "You just need lubing up. I'll make you my anal whore yet" and with that he removed his cock from my ass. I had a pot of vaseline on the dresser which I used for my make up. "That'll do it" said Alex pointing to it. Leon grabbed it and smothered my asshole with the gooey lube. He rubbed some up and down his cock and again spread my cheeks. "You gonna take me now bitch" he said.