Furthermore i was supposed to travel with the buttplug inside me until i arrived at the airport in my mistresses hometown.the next day i did as i was ...old and travelled to my mistress, arriving at the airport i went to the bathroom and took the butt plug out as instructed. i entered a cab and gave the cabdriver the adress (156 Mistress Avenue :-) ). In the 20 minutes cab drive i wrote with mistress on our chatprogramm and got more and more excited. finally we arrived at the adress and i paid. Why would they want to do this? Why would they want all the women in prime condition? OH NO! It hit me like a brick. I could think of only one reason for this and there would be a ton of money involved. Plus, unless I was mistaken we would soon have a lot more visitors. And now I knew where. I pulled my feet from the bath and walked out into the night. ‘Any word yet from Hosi?’ They shook their heads. We were joined by those who had searched the village and started our walk to the palace. I. From your childhood I always love to spend time with you. But not like this, in your bed, half naked, cheating on my husband, doing sex with you”, saying this she started sobbing loudly covering her faces in her hands. My heart melt down, even she was half naked I didn’t even want to touch her. I said “sorry aunty”. Still she was crying like a baby. I felt pity for her and ashamed of myself.For few minutes it continued, gradually she calmed down. Then looking at her deeply I said “I always. As the movie finished she laid back against the headboard and questioned me on what to watch next. Shortly into our next movie, she placed her hand on my thigh and my heart rate shot up. "Thank you for letting me come over..." She gazed at me as I stared at her hand, "I know this is probably difficult after everything we've...done." Looking up at her our eyes locked and I just knew that my pussy was soaking my panties. She looked down at my lips and leaned in kissing my lips; I stared wide-eyed.