She thought her father was great, but her mother was so much better. It was not long before Miriam came all over her mothers face. Debbie smiled up at...her. This was just the start of things she wanted to do to and with Miriam. Debbie moved up the bed and lay back down next to Miriam and kissed her again. Miriam could taste her own pussy on her mother’s lips. As they kissed Debbie reached over to her night table and pulled out a dildo. She broke off the kiss and showed Miriam the dildo. Her. She was so exhausted from her ordeal that she hardly noticed the men laying her on the wood, spreading her arms wide and binding them at the wrists and elbows with rough hemp. Mr. Simmons was sitting in a high chair overlooking the proceedings under a large umbrella. On either side of him, two beautiful girls in string bikinis were gently fanning stirring the air to cool him. The men in the leather pants looked up and he nodded. They each pressed the point of a nail just inside the. ." she softly murmured, pushing up to her feet."It . . . it was fantastic . . . awesome . . ." Jamie choked out, still paralyzed by numbing effect of his brain's over-stimulation."So, how long has this been going on?" she asked him, stepping over and easing down onto the couch beside him."Uh, what, what do you mean?" Jamie mumbled looking over at her as she curled her shapely legs up onto the couch. Jamie couldn't resist glancing down at her jiggling breasts as she sat looking at him. "I mean. Me: Anything for you.She: I pull the rope around your wrists, making it even tighter.Me: Tighter.She: You want it tighter? Of course. I tug even harder than should be possible, watching the coarse rope bite into your skin.Me: That’s it.She: I run my hands down your sides.Me: Go on.She: I push my breasts together, enhancing my cleavage, as I toss my hair over one shoulder. Then, in one swift move, I unclasp the back and let my top fall away.Me: I love seeing your nipples harden. I reach out to.