Now I was faced with not having Jimmy around to take up the slack in my daily doses of cock to feed my itch for the thing that seemed the most importa...t part of my life other than Lacrosse and being on an all-girl team.My babysitting sideline was so profitable that I was beginning to think it would pay my way through college without having to resort to a student loan and a kind of indentured servitude for most of my adult life. I had made a lot of friends providing the all-service babysitting. I saw her point though, she cared about me, wanted me to do my best, and we both knew I had to do good if I wanted into a good college. So I didn’t have sex with her that whole week, though I slipped into her room during lunch and we made out. I got home before I knew it and went to my room with my bag from school. I was glad finals were coming up in the following weeks, only a few months and I will graduate. Of course, I was going to college soon after, but I was going to college close to Mrs.. Margaret bentover to the side, resting her arm on the bed, her face close to Tiffany?s, withher hand still in her pussy.?Tiffany? yourpussy is all wet??Sorry mom? shereplied closing her legs?No darling, letme see? said her mom making her daughter spread her legs wide, and insertingtwo of her fingers into it."Yes, defiantlywet... You really are a bad girl. Your pussy is soaking wet. You're such anaughty little slut." "Yes,Mom. I'm a bad girl." ?"Get up, Sweetie? Tiffany sat up steppingout of her. We don't want you to be able to wiggle anything in between here," Cara giggles, almost cruelly. She pulls the strap even tighter and locks it in place. Stacy feels the metal strap pressing all along her underside. It's a very strange feeling. Miss Cara locks the front of the belt up. Immediately a sense of panic rushes through Stacy's body and causes her stomach to churn. "I'll have the key to unlock you right here around my neck for the next three days, alright?" Cara informs, affectionately..