I tried to shout but immediately hehad his hand on my mouth. It was as if I was being sliced open with aknife. I was hurt. Finally the live rod being ...nserted stopped andthen he started thrusting it in and out. In the meantime, my breastwas being badly mauled. I could feel the pain lessening as he kept onpumping in me. Suddenly he shivered and I felt some wattery fluidbeing shot in me. He took the rod out and then turned and fell asleepinstantly. I was in a daze, somehow could not believe at. And then trace with a delicate touch faster and faster, still remaining light on your smooth ever-wetter skin and then my right hand (dominating your pussy) would move up to your beautiful bud...and lightly tap it and slowly begin moving up your juices from below to soak it in your wonderful wetness and my left hand would begin moving about your nipple...lightly pinching it, though not your nipple...just around the nipple, slowly working you harder and more erect...then with your wonderful. "The chambermaid uniform was designed for someone with breasts and a waist so you'll need this to give them to you."It certainly did. The combination of stiff fabric and heavy boning, fastened closed with a series of hooks and eyes pulled in his waist tightly. It meant he had to breathe quite shallowly. He pulled the crotch piece through so that it took his cock back between his legs. It was pretty uncomfortable and it meant he had to pee sitting down; although that was hardly a problem - there. “Jeremy.” Mask or no mask, I knew his voice.“Where’s my idiot brother?”“Bathroom.”“You sound pissed.”“Why shouldn’t I be? You stole Dwight’s costume.”Jeremy laughed. “Is that what he fucking told you? Damn Avery, I thought you were smarter than that.”“Excuse me?” I snapped.“Please tell me that you’re not a bottle blonde and that you actually have a brain in that pretty little head of yours.”“Look here asshole,” I snapped, “I don’t fucking know what you’re playing at, but I don’t have time for.