Send me a picture of the tracking number and I'll send you the money. I'm at Post Office Box 22, Lakeview CAJaney nodded to herself. She would do it.L...ce'N'Silk: I'll go to the post office nowSugarDaddy420: You're such a good girlJaney changed and scooped up the panties, rubbing them again against the dildo for extra scent. She assumed that's what he wanted the garment for anyway. She wrapped them in a snap-seal bag and wrapped the bag in brown paper. How was she supposed to package this? What. More rope was wrapped around my bare torso, pinning my arms tightly to my body. My pants were pulled off me and more rope was wrapped around my legs near my ankles and my knees. I was then thrown onto the made up bed, completely nude, securely bound and gagged. I was terrified about what was going to happen to me. What did these women want? I wasn’t carrying much money. I could just imagine being gang ****d by these lesbian bikers. Suddenly the blanket was pulled off the other bed. There was. "No, really, dear," Mom insisted, "I always wished I could have breasts as nice as yours. They're so large and round." My sexy Mom and s*s were both sitting on the bed, holding each other, gazing down at Geriann's breasts. This DEFINITELY was getting interesting. I settled back down, and my cock started to settle UP. "Sometimes they're such a pain, though," Ger was saying, "other girls are jealous, but they just get in the way sometimes. I'd much rather have breasts like yours, Mom." "Well,. With my desk so close to the ladies room, it was easy to pull a purse, wig, and pair of heels out of my desk drawer and slip into a ladies' room stall. In my briefcase I had a dress folded up as neatly as one would in a suitcase and slipped into it, my breast forms and a wonderbra. Where a banker went in, a female client came out. Not the prettiest of women, but a passable one nevertheless. With a big feminine smile flashing back at me in the rear view mirror, I drove to the address I had.