Mother just reached right over and pulled that out of the bag first. Istarted to dump the rest of the lingerie and girl's clothing onto my bed."Oh, Ja...es. You don't want to stuff your pretty lingerie in a book bag.It'll get all wrinkled. A girl should keep her delicates available in herlingerie chest with a touch of pot pourri to make her intimates smellfeminine and fresh. Oh, and you have some coordinating bras! Howadorable!Mother started spreading the lingerie in separate piles on the bed.. After looking in both area's i noticed a private guests bathroom was occupied, as i put my ear to the door i could hear her moaning and writhing about saying what if i am looking for her, i could tell by the sounds he was fondling every part of her body tits pussy and anything wet.I knocked gently and announced i was there, to my surprise he opened the door letting me in and locking the door.I immediately saw what was going on and my cock hardened up so much it was hurting in my pants. he had. He made his way to the bathroom and as he was unzipping he got a crashing headache and dropped to the floor.Coming round he found himself up on the stage with the other guys, his hands manacled above his head to an overhead steel bar and his ankles spread wide apart and cuffed to ‘o’ rings bolted to the floor. The middle-aged women were wandering around the stage checking out the bodies, somewhat like at a meat market. Other than the prodding, squeezing and the occasional slap across the ass,. “Did you cuss him outafter she left?” “Are you kidding,” Joanne replied, “he came over to meand just looked at me until I dropped and sucked himoff, he knows damn well I can’t resist him, and it wasjust his way of showing me who was the boss!” “And who would that be?” asked Peggy.“His pecker, that’s who,” Joanne sighed, “I guess I’mjust a cock hound!” Nobody said anything for several moments until.