I couldn’t delay this any longer, I had to free my erection and pleasure it. And more importantly I had to smell Grace’s sweet pussy! I ran into h...r bedroom and threw off my clothes. I lay down on her bed with my dick pointing skywards. I knew I was going to have fun and the only thing that could have improved it would have been if Grace herself were here to pleasure me. But for now her soiled panties were all I needed. My free right hand was wrapped tightly round my hard cock and was stroking. Then the Princess reappeared and asked Kate if she needed the sand-pit."No, Mistress," she replied, loth to use such primitive facilities."No matter," said Elaheh, "But you'd better not disgrace yourself in the car while we're out. And when we're there you sit still until you're told otherwise by me."Somehow it was comforting not to have any choice but to obey, Kate reasoned. That way nobody could accuse her of anything. Nothing was her fault.The car took them to the airport where they arrived. Then, he felt a hand in his fly, gripping his erection, and heard Maria say: "Holy shit, I am soaking wet, Mr. Oliver. I need your cock in me now, and you better not say No".Before he knew what was happening, Ms. Alsover pulled down his slacks and unbuttoned his shirt. Having intercourse with a pregnant girl was not exactly his cup of tea, but with the taste of Timothy's semen fresh on his palette, he followed Maria to the couch and kneeled before her open loins. He grabbed hold of his fat cock. Telling me what to wear the next day. If I didn't have the requested pair, she'd say 'tough - better do some shopping'. She had me out shopping for obscure pantyhose every night of the week. God this was embarrassing. She also warned me in no uncertain terms I was to abstain from jerking off. I doubted she'd be able to tell if I did, but I didn't want to take any chances. After all, I didn't think she'd be able to tell I wore pantyhose. But Debbie was apparently much smarter than I'd given her.