"Sunlight poured in through the kitchen window when we got downstairs. Ruth was sitting at the table, sipping from her cup of coffee. She looked up an... smiled as we entered the kitchen."Care to explain what happened this morning?" What do you mean," I asked."That was a horrendous crash from your room. What was that all about?" The bed isn't as wide as I thought and I rolled off the edge." Oh," she replied, her eyes going wide. "Are you okay?" I'm fine. I just fell on my butt. Luckily, I have. I say girl but she is probably about 40. I see her nearly every day. She is not what most people would call beautiful but she has something about her, she always has bright red lipstick and wears sexy glasses. She mostly wears trousers to work which show her beautifully rounded bum but occcasionally wears a pleated skirt which shows that her legs are quite good too. Her tits are not big but just right. Our conversations sometimes hint at the possibility of a bit of fun so I finally invited her. My realface...which was currently being sported by the masseuse.She had woken up.For a moment, neither of us said a word. We stared at each other. It wassomewhat surreal to have a "caught with your hand in the cookie jar"feeling and the person who caught you was yourself.I slowly closed the robe. I cast my glance down feeling very chagrined. Icouldn't run, she/he could report me. Realistically, I don't know who sheis. The switch back was automatic, but any resistance by the mind couldcancel it. Samantha, her favourite T-girl comes into the dungeon wearing a short blacksmiths smock, just covering his/her large tits, but split up the front to reveal his erect 9" cock. She removes Becki's blindfold, picks up a handful of black greasy gunge from the floor and smears it over Becki. Samantha pays particular attention to Becki's arms, chest, back and thighs, avoiding any going between her legs or inside the bikini top.Samantha takes huge metal dildo down from its hook, and holding it in.