The second time I even hung my washing up in the garden, which was my own ideaLater that week David dared me to go to the garden about 2pm strip off c...mpletely and sun bath for an hour, irrespective of who was around or not. I did it, I agreed only because I was fairly certain I would be on my own. On his instructions I actually undressed in my bedroom and went downstairs – that way there was no way to cheat, by grabbing my clothes!I knew, as did David, that once the boys were back at. There was a bed but there was also what appeared to be a table standing up. Melanie noticed that the table had various arms that could be positioned and locked. There were leather restraints that would hold a person in place. “Here is your outfit.” Diana smiled as she held out what could best be described as a series of leather straps.Diana helped Melanie get into the outfit. When she was done her tits were sticking out through leather loops that were connect to a collar that went around her. At first she tried to say she was not to blame at all. That she had told Emma to tidy her room but her daughter just told her if she wanted it done she should do it herself. The discussion did not last long. Mrs Hopkins explained, “The surrogate asked me what measures I had taken and then gave me some quite excellent pointers I had not thought about. I had to admit I had not tried hard enough.” Mrs Hopkins thanked the surrogate for pointing all this out to her. Her thanks turned to pleas when. He comes into my room and I can hear him breathing heavily. He walks over and stands next to the bed, I can smell his musk and sweat, he smelled like he’d been working outside all day. He slid his hand between my ass cheeks, and slid a finger inside my asshole. He pumped in and out of me a few times then pulled it all the way out.. I hear him undo his belt and the sound of him pulling down his pants. He spread my ass apart and licked my asshole, his beard was scratchy but that really fucking.