She stopped and lay with her open mouth on my breast, not moving. I could feel her breathing on my bosom. That was beautiful. Yes, she whispered. I ha... my arms around her and she held me. The softness of our flesh together. She started kissing my breast again, just little kisses one after the other. She started speaking in a quiet and timid voice as if I were the senior sister being addressed. Can I dare you now? she asked. I pressed her face against my breast as an answer. Can I kiss you. I sat on Amanda's hips and leaned forward so that my overloaded bra was in her face. I kissed her hard and wriggled my hips, forcing the cocks further in to us both. She squealed,"It's so nice Ann, it's so nice." I raised myself on my arms and began to move my hips, pressing downwards and inwards as I slowly fucked her. Amanda's hands circled my back, and in a second, she had my bra undone and my tits falling in to her face. She sighed, "Such fabulous tits, so big and so soft." Her mouth closed. " She thought for a few minutes and then responded with a positive answer. She had thought that Mr. Darrien might want to sponsor her. She was still not sure of all the ins and out. Her Babbs' side of her brain was driving her more and more into thinking all this was normal. Shortly after 11 she received an email from Bill Todd. "Have been in touch with Mr. Darrien. I am pleased that you would be willing to meet with me. I think you will find that having a sponsor will make you a more. Alanlooked down at his hateful garment and groaned. Sandra pressed his cageback into the girdle and refastened the hooks and eyes triumphantly. "I'mso pleased with myself for making you such a practical and useful pieceof underwear, and I have been planning more things to add to yourwardrobe. Lucky you, hey?"Alan was speechless, and asked when he might be released from thehandcuffs. His plan was to find a big pair scissors and cut the ghastlygirdle off his body. Sadly for Alan, Sandra had other.