As drunk and horny as I was, there was a troubling feeling in the back of my mind. By this time he was really fucking her hard and she was making a lo... of noise. I was jerking off for all I was worth, when suddenly the door next to theirs opened up and a light went on.I didn't know what to think. There I was with my bathing suit at my feet, jerking off like a ten year old and standing right next to me, still dressed in her skimpy black bikini was Margaret. She looked at me and I looked at her. I squirted a ton of lube on my hand and rubbed it on the plug and then on my ass. I stood over the corner of the table, and lowered myself on top of it. When it got the edge of my ass, I paused. Not even inside me yet, it felt too large to take. I pushed down on it a bit and felt myself parting. I pulled back and then lowered. Each time I did it, it went further in. My ass completely resisted, but after some time, all of a sudden, it slid all the way in and past the lip of the plug. The feeling. I remember how on the night I'd finally told her this, Lisa had told mehow beautiful I'd look in that dress, and how I didn't exactly feelbeautiful right at that moment. I was still wearing my uniform blouseand skirt, but I was barefoot and had removed my pantyhose and wig. Iknew that I probably looked ridiculous with my short hair and fadedmakeup and my high-necked blouse with the faux ascot collar, and when Ithought about that, I would feel ashamed of what was probably a sloppy,clownish. " Kelly fastened the camera to the tripod and set up the studio flash kit - a large, reflective umbrella. "I'm sure you won't mind me taking a few photos of you having it, of course, for posterity."Evie's squirming became more frantic as she struggled to break free from the X-bar, but it was futile. The rattling of her leash only served to remind her of her place, as Kelly's worthless fuck toy. She moaned again, a more convincing protest, but Kelly ignored her."There," said Kelly at last. "All.