As I was moving to the other side, she protested saying it was just too hot, and threw the towel covering the corner of the couch trying to hide her l...ttle fuck machine. As the towel landed, it must have hit her toy just right, so it made some more noise, trying to hide it, she played it off as "that's where my remote control is at". By this time, beads of sweat were forming across my back and forehead. After I finished working her abdomen, she flipped over, with her legs spread wide open.. She didn’t know what she expected—blows from some mysteriously-appearing implement to start falling on her, maybe—but she was surprised when all he did was reach down and remove the cinch above her elbows. She sighed in relief as her shoulders relaxed, but he left her hands cuffed. He told her to get up and she struggled to her knees first, craning her neck to look up at him as she said quietly, “Thank you for letting me fuck you, Master.” He raised an eyebrow, but didn’t respond, only took. Donna knew she actually just wanted to see Donna do her chores, out of curiosity.She flushed as quickly as possible, as Trixy spraid the room with air freshener.“Wow, mother, you can stink!” Trixy said smiling, as she held her nose.Donna did not respond and went under the shower. The warm water was a welcome soothing of her battered, cold, body.“Must you shave?” Trixy asked curiously.“Well, yes, I do, Miss Trixy.” Donna replied to her daughter.“Oh.” Trixy said, disappointed. “I thought you were. No go.''Bugger. All right, here are my rules. No cake, no singing and we get the hell out of the restaurant as soon as we've had dessert.'Susan shook her head. 'Here are mine. We have cake, singing and we stay until your Grandmother gets tired.''And if I don't?' Amy challenged.'Do you remember that catholic girl's school I mentioned to Jade on the day of your accident?''All right. You drive a hard bargain. But I am not going to wear high heels.''Yes you are,' Susan chuckled as she walked off.