"Say thank you to Olga for her really great job." This got better with every moment. Now I had to thank my tormentor for blemishing my face. But on th... other hand I didn't want to find out what Cathryn would do if I did not comply. So I dutifully said: "Thank you Olga for making me pretty." This was utterly and totally humiliating. "I think you are ready now," Cathryn said. "Let's go home and call your mother so she can pick you up. Thank you very much for the wonderful job you did on our. All kind of thoughts were rushing through my head, not the least of which, was that my son and husband would be coming up to the room as soon as they found a parking spot. I tried to squirm to prevent his hand from reaching my pussy because on top of every thing else, I was getting wetter than I had ever been in my life. Try as I might, his middle finger found my pussy and went right to my clit. My knees buckled as I had a mini orgasm right there as he fingered me. In the next instant I lost. Dad always told Kate that her tits would be as big as her mother’s tits someday.Their bikinis were brand new because they had just gone shopping the day before and it was my first look at them in them. Mom’s bikini was bright orange and sexy. Her ass was covered pretty well as was her pussy but the strings at the sides were pulled up very high. Mom called it a French cut. The top covered most of her breasts and had strings around her back and neck. She looked very nice and had just a slight. You are the general, go down and tell them what to do.”“You simply know how to motivate your subordinates,” Roban answered her smiling.Despite her cool tone, the pretty picture in front of him lifted his spirits. Raising his torso, he kissed the perky incentives of the job on their pale pink peaks.“Pretender! There will be a huge battle today, you don’t need my little tits to motivate you,” Athea replied, but accepted the kisses with her own smile.“You two are really cute this morning, but that.