”Allison turned the card over. It had the date and time and the words, “Dress Code: Tops – Leather / Rubber / Uniform / Fetish / Vintage. Bottom... – whatever the Top decrees.” Allison smiled. That was only as it ought to be, of course.Clipped to the front of the invitation was one of June Calloway’s business cards with a handwritten note, “Hope you and Lionel can join me. Bring your friend with the contract and its subject too, if you wish. June.”Allison was in two minds about the invitation. On. Reaching for her cup and taking a small sip, she turned her attention to her uncle who now was sitting alone and eating his own food. "How are you uncle?", Bella asked him hoping to stir up conversation, and to find that spark that used to be there between them. Anne quickly answered her for him, "we have been fine, and how do your fare little Bella", she asked with a slight annoyance to her voice. Bella's eyes flared with anger, and what had been slowly starting to fill her exploded. Standing. Maintaining eye contact, she refreshes the applicator, bends herknees, reaches down and oh so slowly runs the applicator up my rightleg, starting at my knee, and moving up my inner thigh to the bottomof my panties.I close my eyes and moan softly.I can't hardly breathe, but Susan commands me to open my eyes.Susan continues to stare into my soul as she repeats the process withher right hand.She takes me by surprise, and pulls me off balance with a powerful tugof her left hand.Susan pulls my lips. I moved my hands back down to her butt, and noticed that it was a lot higher than it was just before. The realisation that I was shooting so much cum into her that her stomach was being forced to expand to contain it all seemed to get me shooting into her even harder. I could swear I could even hear it splashing against the walls of her womb. I found myself suddenly sitting up, so that she was now in my lap, and the worm in my ass now bore all my weight, which made its journey out of me even.