..I could feel her relax...soft moans filled the air...as I massaged her neck...Betty would you like a massage...Oh you would do that?...If you want, ...e are family...that would be nice, where?...I will meet you in the guest room in 10 minutes, I went to get the massage oil and a towel. Knocking on the door to the guest room, Come in...I opened the door and found Betty naked...laying across the bed...I moved to her side and dripped massage oil into my palm...slowly I began rubbing her. Also the Jessica itself had been modified, extra straps added just where, in all the illustrations she'd seen a slave's shoulders and legs would be strapped into place, preventing their escape.Her mind raced over her fantasies, of being bound tight and helpless when she spotted the cable ties. She seized them and held them up for inspection. Carrying them across to the Jessica she began looping them around her wrists behind her back.A moment later and Jennifer was straddling the Jessica, back. It was just that it had been a quiet ride in the car—a nervous kind of quiet. He thought it was a good way to stir up some conversation and jog the mood to something more vacation-worthy. He took his eye off the interstate traffic for a moment to glance at Mavis, silent in the passenger's seat, looking out her window."Niagara Falls is about halfway," he explained. "We could have lunch on the Canadian side. After that, we can pick up the QEW outside of town and be on our way to Toronto. We would. Just your slut, son, I moaned back, as my ass began bouncing back on his cock, my ass clenching as I tried to milk his cock dry. And Fredericks, Michael reminded, memories of my first double penetration flooding back to me, causing a second orgasm to begin building inside me. Yes, and your best friend who you shared your mommy-slut with, I agreed, wishing I had a second cock for my cunt now and maybe even a third to blow, another fantasy I had not yet fulfilled. And soon you will have either a.