As my hands made the journey back to the bottom of her ass, I slid my hands under that blue bikini. I had both hands full of another amazing ass. This...time as I explored, I pushed my hands toward her pussy, eliciting a moan that caused her to catch her breath and sadly break our kiss.Tricia’s pussy was slick, hot and begging to be played with. Before I could think about my next step, my dick exploded in her hand. It was of those orgasms that makes you see stars and stop breathing on your. , but tonight the clock on my Expedition says 8:05 p.m. I notice a car parked out on the street in front of our house. I didn't pay much attention to it as I pulled into the driveway. I exit the vehicle, and open the backdoor. I am humming the song, 2+2 is on my mind, to myself as I enter the house. It is awful quiet in the house, odd that I don't hear the kids making any noise. I know they will be up no school tomorrow. There is a teacher in service day. Whatever the hell that is? Hmm maybe. My Masters and Mistresses enjoy coming through the punishment hall to abuse my tits, slap and pinch my nipples and at this point, I’d beg them to..Anything to get rid of some of this burdened milk of mine! The chains on my body cut circulation off to my extremities, making them tingle and ache. I’ve been hanging since breakfast this morning and by the sounds of it, Supper time must be just around the corner. Just then the baby in my belly does a little kick, hungry no doubt. I heard the quiet. Rita soon became more detached from her home life. The Network absorbed her time and only on weekends were when Ray and Janet more likely to see her at home.Janet and Ray found their own niche in this order of things too. Janet welcomed the freedom from parental control that brought an empowerment she hadn't known before.Ray found the house and minder duties almost liberating; no financial responsibilities to fret over and a juicy Lucy to spice things up. But he would cover his duties.