The girls went to bed and seemed less bothered by the nightmare they experienced. They were both pleased of the first orgasms of both of them. They ha... one thing to talk about with other girls at their school. The next morning they privately informed their mother of what they have done and she agreed that it was good for them to get passed the experiences they shared yesterday. She asked them next time they do this if she could participate. Linda was 38 years old, in good shape, and her breasts. Sienna pressed her petite body up against his, as they stumbled through the door, locking out the snap of cool midnight air. He quietly chuckled at the sound of her sweet giggles, triggered by a vain attempt to stop her incessant hiccupping by holding her breath.Their night had been one big tease. He had been a walking erection as his eyes never left her body. At only seventeen, Sienna shouldn’t have even been drinking but with the flash of that magnificent cleavage and a body to die for there. "No daddy, I'm only screwing the two guys from last night and they are my age. But I promise you I will keep an open mind about guys your age." I stared hard at him. I was waiting to see if he was going to do any explaining all about that line of conversation to mom. He obviously didn't want to open that particular can of worms."Well if you need any help your mother is pretty good at picking men to sleep with," he suggested."Oh what does that mean?" I asked."Yeah what does that mean?" mom. I dry my hands and sneek into the bedroom. As I approach the dresser, my stomach begins to knot, from excitment and fear. Will this upset my Master or will he be pleased? I only wish to please my Master. I decide to take the chance and grab my favorite red nylon rope. I open the first drawer, but it is not here. I search the second and third drawer. Nope, not here. HMM that is strange, Master always keeps it in the first draw next to the hand cuffs; Oh Well. I grab the cuffs and spreader.