He figured that the bra would have hooks at the back, which would be a bit difficult as she was leaning on the chair and it would be almost impossible...to undo without waking her up.He sat back in his chair, thinking whether to go for it or not. After a few seconds of silent thought, he decided to go for it. Suddenly, an idea struck him. What if it was the kind of bra which had clasps in the front ? He decided to check it out.He slowly placed his fingers between her breasts and felt the strap. I began to rub her clit. Her hips started to gyrate. This whole time I'm telling her "you're a little cunt." " My little bitch" "How I love to tease and torture your body!" "Don't cum slut!" "Don't you dare cum!" as I'm finger fucking her. Then she let loose with an explosive climax! Gushing all over my hand and the pad. She's breathing heavy. I then knelt between her legs.I lubed up the butt plug and slid it into her tight little asshole. I said "Don't you dare pop that out!" her breathing had. This is the angel who abstained from orgasms for two weeks, to prove that she could, but gave me a handjob every other night. The same girl who woke me at four the next morning, rubbing herself frantically and claiming she couldn't wait any longer, just before pleading with me to help, in case she only managed one or two orgasms. I lost count somewhere around five. Yeah, both. Five orgasms, five AM.This is the hussy who pressed the "stop" button in the casino elevator and gave me a blow job in. Frozen there crying.Mrs. Monroe then yelled back, "Yes. She's a boy. A wonderful boy thatwants to help my daughter have a perfect wedding."Just then, Linda, almost in tears, stood up and yelled, "Stop! Juststop! Both of you stop right now!"The two battling women looked at her, then Linda said, "Mother. TellMrs. Shelby about this whole thing. And Mrs. Shelby, please listen to mymother. Then if you won't help us, we'll just leave."Mrs. Monroe looked at Mrs. Shelby and said, "I'm sorry I.