Her gagged mouth means she’s breathing through her nose, smelling her daughter. Keeping our faces right up to her ass, I grab the pants with both pa...ts, right in the center, and I pull sharply. A loud tearing sound. I pull apart again. A small hole in the seam of her crotch. Again, slowly revealing more and more. With my face an inch away, I immediately catch a pleasant whiff of her scent. The unmistakable musk of pussy, but faint, fresh. I rip some more, revealing her panties. I dig my face. He also loaned Diane his own private plane, pilots and a couple of very attractive stewardesses that Diane could party with when she wasn't busy elsewhere. The plane was to avoid airport security who might question Diane bringing her tanks and toys with her on a commercial flight. The four person crew had already been affected by the gas and would willingly help Diane on her missions. As well as provide her and the other members of the crew some much needed "stress relief."Diane arrived at her. Just don’t tell her I have done this.” “I won’t tell on you. But, you’re going to model that lingerie and you're going to fuck yourself with that toy and I’m going to watch you. So lie on the bed darling and get started.” “I feel so weird modeling this for you. Do you want me to dance too?” “What a good idea, Doreen. Shake your ass and play with your tits, while you dance for me. I’ll undress and lie on your bed and stroke my cock, while you entertain me. Come on now!” I put some music on. The rope was then pulled hard, raising herarms high and straight out behind her, thrusting her head forward as her handswere raised higher. She could feel a spreader bar being attached between herankles and this further unbalanced her. She was now in an excruciatingposition, arms pinioned together and attached to the ceiling, legs spread wide,with her face about two feet from the floor and still of course, gagged. She realised all three orifices werereadily available to the men and as she.