His eyes never left me, which was quite disturbing as well as flattering. Could it be that he fancied me as well? No, that thought was too overbearing...and silly. Why would he like me? A girl who was hidden beneath potato sack clothes and wore no makeup at all?When Mark showed up I was impressed. But not nearly as much as when I had seen Philip, who decided to tag along for the night. We visited many shops, tried on some clothes, and ate dinner at a popular diner that was literally packed with. She went further and told in my ear, “Even I’m trying na hitting on you,” and laughed.I was amazed and waiting to take the next step. She then moved a bit towards me, turned around, and wrapped her in my arms. She pushed me to the wall with the help of her back. Now I was facing her neck and her ass was just touching near my crotch area. I instantly got a hard-on. I asked her if she was drunk.She said she’s sober and fully conscious of what she’s doing. After listening to this I grabbed her. It was painful but I could not do anything as I had agreed to all the rough femdom and BDSM experience.This went on for good 30 minutes and finally, both the mother and daughter stepped into the bathtub for a shower. I had to apply soap on their bodies, bring them drinks, and just watch them.After the shower, they collared me and took me to the living room and inserted a butt plug and asked me to clean the bathroom. I started cleaning as I was told.I had to pee, so I asked for permission if I. . we begin rubbing each other's chest, rubbing each other's nipples... You lean over and begin licking and sucking my nipples... " yea, baby, I love my nipples sucked". Rubbing your shoulders , down your back, you come up for another hot, wet kiss as I lift you up and sit you on the table. I kiss your lips again, gently, tenderly. Then your cheek, your neck... rubbing your chest, I lay you back on the table, standing between your legs... I bump our cocks together as I glide my hands all over.