The ribbon holds a card to tell you which one of us it was in and the dates!”Samantha said, “The butt plugs were in our assholes for five nights w...ile we slept too!”Betty said, “These panties were worn for a whole day and never washed! You can see the stains in the crotch from our excitement too! We wore then at least fifteen hours each!”Samantha said, “The same is true for the bras too!”Betty said, “Everything is in plastic bags to preserve the aroma!”Samantha said, “The bags of hair are from. Now her interest in you is through the damn roof: now she'd just as soon see you die a grisly and horrifying death than have you be here with me. In flames. Wouldn't you, my dear?. . .Why isn't she answering? I thought you said she was submissive.Because if she answers with the truth of her feelings and insults you, she knows she'll be punished quite severely, and if she lies and tells you how wrong I am and how much she cares about you---please don't do this to you for your sake, ha,. Finally I gave in and handed it to her, sliding back a bit to let her get a better look."He's starting to bounce up and down on her." She took up the commentary, " So that's what 'Fucking' looks like. Dad seems to be landing on Mum quite hard, you'd think it would hurt her but she doesn't seem to mind. Dad's trying to hold himself up away from her with his arms but she's pulling him down to her and making him kiss her.From where I lay, I could see right up between Julies thighs and I noted with. But Louise had never forgotten what it felt like to be held and loved by another woman. Now some of those same feelings were resurfacing in her. She felt her pussy begin to moisten, ever so slightly. She found herself looking at Bonnie so intently that the young girl actually blushed a little and looked away. ‘I’m sorry,’ Louise said quickly, ‘it’s just that you remind me of someone I once knew.’ ‘Was it someone special?’ Bonnie asked. ‘Yes, she was someone very special,’ Louise replied..