" I give her a big hug. I'm never going to get used to my new voice and the fact I have to sit to pee. I start crying as Margaret puts the ball gag ba...k in my mouth and refastens it. I feel cold steel on my wrists as she replaces the handcuffs on me. We walkout of the restroom and back down to the dock where Bill is back up on the dock and waiting for us. "Good," he says. "Now to put you back in the harness and send you back down to the water." "Hasn't she had enough torture for one evening?. .."He did as I asked him. After a bit of struggle, I could feel the enprisoning panties slide down my calves. I stepped out of them and finally I was free... John proceeded directly, his tongue snaking inside the cleavage of my pussy, licking up all the wonderful juices I was producing, occasionally letting it enter me.I came very intense, my legs barely holding me up, almost collapsing ontop of him as he darted his tongue in and out of my climaxing pussy. I couldn't help it, but for the first. She'd thrown tantrums when he came round and refused to let themalone. She remembered pretending to be sick one night when he'd stayedover, trying to keep them up all night, maybe trying to scare him away.Then she'd tried to suck up to him. It was embarrassing to remember.She'd tried to be cute and coy, and sit on his lap and cuddle him, andplead for favours, things her mother wouldn't let her have, tried to playthem against each other. But he had been sternly unbending. "Ask yourmother,". ’ Charlotte laughed, but I saw the merriment die in her eyes as her smile dropped. ‘So tell me. What’s wrong?’ Every one of us was in the home for a reason. My main reason was degenerative arthritis and an ungrateful son. ‘Uncle Arthur’, as it was called around here, was ravaging my joints like a house on fire and Charlotte had known that keeping me active would keep it at bay. So far, it had worked. But as I sat on the bed, looking at my friend, I realized that I didn’t know why she was here,.