With my hair now passed my sholders and my breast a full "B"cup she loves to torture my breasts while my hands are bound toan overhead beam so I can't...do anything to protect myself. Whenever she had a party I'm made to serve as a maid, bringingdrinks and snacks to her guests, who always grab and feel mytitties and ass, some even shoving thier hands up under my skirtso the can rub my fanny right thru my panties. If I object or complain in anyway, she will punish me right infront of the whole. I didn’t leave behind and held onto him tightly and kissed him deeper. There was sense of hunger in the way we were kissing. One of his hands had crushed me on to him and now my boobs are tightly pressed against his broad chest. The other hand was exploring the back and slowly it reached down and he inserted his hand right inside my mini and the panty and gave a squeeze on my ass. I pulled his hair and bit him in reaction. He drew my further close and pushed my leg up to wrap around him. I just. It wasn't until her own daughter ask why her swimming suit was pulled to the side that she fixed it and just the touch was so powerful it made her moan. Unable to sleep that night or even think the next day about noon she drove to Randy's got out and standing next to the car she striped naked in the broad daylight she walked to his door knocked when he answered it she dropped to her knees having not given a blow job in her life she remembered the young girl and did her best Randy wanting to. Chapter Eight : The Shooting Party"He must be out. It went through to the answering service."My brother Andrew has never been predictable. He was eitherreading or watching TV or surfing the web. One way or another,I'd say he would have found something to amuse himself with. Andthat it was blonde with long legs and perfect breasts."My brother seems to be otherwise engaged. Thank you."I smiled to the beautiful 'hostess' who smiled back and inclinedher head as she proffered the silver tray for me.