I always waited for her on terrace as she must come up to dry cloths and this was the first place I use to see her. I use to stare her like anything. ...She clearly had noticed it many times but not even a single reaction. Days passed and found new thing. I use to check every night on terrace that she has left her cloths or no. When she has forgot to take them, that night I would spend most of the time sniffing her dress. Mainly I use to get her bra and panties. I just use to sniff the smell of. I turned to look at Harry, he was standing behind the door stroking his enormously elongated cock. He smiled at me and said 'Well, well, well if isn't my little dick pleasing bitch David. Think you can help my new bitch out. He seems to pass out rather quicker than usual.' I looked at Harry and said 'you haven't changed much have you. You still like them young.' Harry smiled at me and said 'you were young too. And yet you learned to love this dick.' 'Now get out of those clothes, I want to. I am already learning from you guys!”“That okay with you guys?” Sue asked the men, persisting in her quest for an answer.“We collectively decline all further comment,” I stated quickly on behalf of the guys. Sue pulled a face and stuck her tongue out at me.Shortly thereafter Steve and Wendy departed for home, leaving our core little family alone together, oxymoronically.“So what do you think,” Melanie asked the group. “Do we keep them or ditch them? Are they in or out? Everybody has a veto. The. I did it ,withouthesitation, this woman has broken me, I knew it but it felt so goodobeying her orders that I did not want to stop. When I returned to herfeet, Mistress Margaret petted my head gently and then smiled warmly atMistress telling her that I was an admirable pet, and I was a fox.I blushed and Mistress Margaret just cupped my jaw gently and caressed meunder it. She then told Mistress she had a surprise so I had to close myeyes. I then felt her hands lifting my skirt and something.