Sandra gasped and then giggled, as she saw the boy cum. She was quickly getting close herself, fingers and thumb working between her spread legs as sh... leaned back in the chair, feeling the orgasm approaching quickly. Not quite aware of what she was saying, driven on by the pleasure, she spoke a little loudly to the shy girl. ‘I’ll show you if you want… make you cum…’ The shy girl was looking mostly at what Sandra was doing almost ignoring everything around her. The room was full of heavy. Jennifer was just staring with a smile on her face as mistress started taking snap shots. “Wait I almost forgot.” Mistress said. “I got you a new one.”Mistress walked up grabbed my panties and pulled them down until they got caught between the garter straps and my stocking about mid thigh. Mistress then walked out of the room leaving me there bent over with not only my ass exposed to Jennifer but my hanging balls as well. Mistress returned and showed me a new butt plug in the palm of her. No way to stop it, I fall flat on my face in the muck. Man, am I pissed! My clothes aren't all that clean, normally, but even I stop short at sporting dried mud all over my shirt and pants. Anyway, there I was, lying face down in the mud when something shiny catches my eye. It looks like a brass pot or urn, and it's covered with all kinds of engraving. Shit, maybe the thing is worth something, so I pick it up.There I was, standing there covered with mud and holding my fishing pole in one hand. Neither had heard their Mother / Wife swears before and had certainly not seen her snap like she was at present!"Homer, you had better go, she really is cranky" stated Bart, running out of the door to avoid abuse from his mother for that comment.Homer took the hint and disappeared also.Sigh"Why cant ours just be a normal, relaxed family, instead of me having to check up on everyone 24 / 7,” Marge thought to herself.It was a few hours later and Homer had called to say he was doing overtime (It.