Nothing’s keeping you here. You have all the same moves I do? Let’s go see.” God damn he moved fast. She was hot and wet before he unsnapped th... button on her jacket. Most of all, he was right. Nothing was keeping her there. After all, Washington had all but shoved her in Cam’s direction last night. She needed a break, needed to cut back, and he would more than do. “I think I’ll take you up on that offer, Cam.” Jackie stood, arching her back so that her tits stressed against the remaining. Next I was bathed and dried. I was then dressed in a pink tube top with no bra, the top was tugged into a position that hid my most of my bruising, pink micro skirt and no panties beneath and pink high heeled platform sandals that tied by criss-crossing ribbons to just below my knees. A towel was thrown over my shoulders and I was made up. I don’t need much make up but this guy plastered foundation, colour, blusher, lip gloss, eye liner on me, he glued on false lashes and applied a glossy sheen. My pussy had to be cleaned by a teenager. I was brought to the brink of orgasm, but not allowed to cum. Not allowed! My legs were kept open by the spreader bar, completely exposing my hairy aroused pussy. I couldn’t make myself cum. But Ms. Connor said she wasn’t done with me yet. Is she going to let me cum? Make me do it in front of all the girls?And, Oh My God! Anna ... Tissues ... Ms. Connor is right. She’s just like me. Mother and daughter. Two hopeless humiliation sluts exposed and treated. Her ass wasbeautifully framed in the leather harness and I was still staring when sheturned to come back. Noticing my stare she said "Thanks for the compliment, butit won't help" Now she was looking at my now much harder cock bobbing inappreciation of the view we had just shared. Standing directly in front of meshe held the gag up and asked "How many?"I was taken aback, but then understood what she was doing. I was about totorture myself. Set my own limits. She looked me directly in the.