"I think we were both asleep almost as soon as our heads hit the pillow, I know I was. I don't think we moved very much in the night either, I woke up...in the morning, still with mum's face next to mine and our arms round each other."Hi." she said softly, "I thought you were never going to wake up." Hi." I kissed her nose and even that slightest of movements sent a spasm through my neck."Oh God," I groaned. "I'm stiff mum."She giggled and squirmed against me sexily."I know that."I honestly. It was a long one and looked just like my huge cock, (I through that in for my own admiration), Anyway, she had it strapped on and I made the wife put her hands behind her and open her vagina so that the dildo could find it’s target. “Now slave girl, jam that thing into that slut before you”…..The husband was about to jump up, but I ordered him to sit his stinky ass down and watch your wife slut get fucked by a professional. Now slave girl, lick her pussy and make it ready to be fucked. My. It was scary, but at the same time she acknowledged that she felt a stirring of excitement at the thought. She had felt the same thing when she looked at the pictures on the site. Terrible, awful, and yet at the same time they brought thoughts that made her mouth dry.Jeannie shook her head and brought herself back to reality. Okay, the dress. It actually covered everything, but if she elected not to wear panties, and that was her plan, she could tease with glimpses of her ass cheeks and perhaps. I liked Shannon a lot and wanted to do what was right by her.Shannon was three years older than me but was only going to college part time taking a few courses each semester. She lived with one of her girlfriends; they shared an apartment and both had jobs as waitresses. Her family was even larger than mine; she had three brothers and three sisters.Life really wasn't that bad. My dad got me a job at the auto factory and it paid good money. One of my sisters had apartments that they rented out.