They had always been my “on” buttons—a fact he knew only too well.He saw the look on my face, the look of pleasure, as his hand went under my sh...rt and started to lift it. “I see that look. Not only are you as curious as me, you're reveling in the thought of the sensual posibilities. We both know they're craving my attention. Admit it; you want me fondling and kissing your ‘udders’ right now.”I hated to admit it, but he was right. His touch had turned me on. Part of me wanted to pull his mouth. What about my ass?”“Oh, we have other plans for that,” Donna said. She got up and retrieved a large diaper, whacking Lizzy’s legs apart so she could put it on Lizzy.“A diaper?”Donna came around and used the cane to raise Libby’s head.“You remember your safe gesture?”“Sister? Why would I need it?”“Do you remember it?”“Yes...” Lizzy crossed her fingers, waving them up and down. “But why, Sister Donna?”“Brother, gag our sister,” Donna said, going around behind Lizzy and bringing the cane down. You can see it’s still mostly hanging down. When he’s hard it’ll stick out like, well here I’ll show you.”He turned another page and the girl leaned forward. In the first panel the adults were kissing. Their mouths were open and their tongues were touching. Frida nodded: French kissing. She’d seen that in person. There were two sixteen-year-olds who liked to make out in the park, and they didn’t care who watched, so Frida watched them. Not up close where they might say something to her, but. Between that and the vibrator in her pussy she was drenched soon enough the moisture would cause the duck tape on her pussy to work itself off almost pain-free. After securing the clip on her nipples he picked up the camera clicking a few pics of her tied up and ready to be his little slut. After he was done he picked the switch back up tapping the insides of her thighs causing her to jump. She was so quiet he was so used to his noisy little slut. She seemed to be fighting this more than he.