"As Ellen was disrobing, Miranda went once again to her bag and to the hidden compartment filled with her mother's pilfered spoils. As the last garmen... fell away, Miranda turned around to face her slave of love and depravity.Ellen's eyes widened as they fell on the huge single dildo in Miranda's hand. She gasped slightly."Know what this is?" It... it looks like..." That's right, and you Ellen Graves are going to learn how to screw, first this dildo and then real men!" But my husband... I. "Now, that pissed me off. Josie's mother knew damned well that her daughter was seeing me. Where did she get off, inviting old boyfriends home to dinner to renew auld acquaintances?"I didn't think your mother was that concerned about your dating me," I said."It's not like that," Josie protested. "I mean, my whole family has known Preston for... well, for years. He and my dad still play golf together! My dad has Preston's law firm on retainer. It's just a family thing, Freddie." So how did it. Looking up, she could see the stars, so close that she felt she could reach out and grab a handful. Then her chute deployed and she was jerked upward. A sudden pain had her body arching and she felt sick. She reached up to touch her head, feeling the warm stickiness of blood trailing down from her forehead. Then there was the rush of blackness and she was lost to the deep black night rushing past her ears. She didn’t realize that her chute hadn’t deployed correctly, that she would have to cut. I shuddered as she undid my bra and threw them both underneath her desk. My nipples were sensitive to the cool air in her office. Her hands cupped my tender breasts, lifting and separating them. I moaned as she spread her fingers apart and pressed them into my flesh. “Ummf,” I groaned, well muffled by the gag. She held my breasts and leaned to my face to kiss my hot cheeks. Her soft lips left traces of moisture and she planted numerous loving kisses on my face. I put my hands on her sides,.