We slept and when I woke mum was not there. I went downstairs and found he in the kitchen.“ so love have you been out dressed as a girl?”“no.”...I said, “I couldn’t do that someone might recognise me.”“well I hardly recognised you and if I put your wig and make up on I can make you look like a different person then we can go shopping together.”“why do we need to go shopping?”“because we have to get you your own clothes. I don’t want any more cum stains on mine.”“but mum I like wearing yours they. "It was the disclaimer. By signing that form you consent to everything that happens in here. This room is tame but when you go upstairs or downstairs then that form comes into play. You see in here there is no such thing as rape. you consent to whatever anyone else wants to do to you short of permanent physical mutiliation or death. If you want to avoid pain, do not go downstairs. This floor is limited to heterosexual one-on-one relationships." At that moment a waitress came over with a glass. Then she got out of the car and started walking over towards the entrance.So I’m just supposed to believe him if he says nothing’s wrong even after I screw up? But ... how? If he screwed up, I’d... She froze for a moment as her hand grabbed the door handle. Oh. I’m not going to get that upset if he screws up a little bit, am I. And he’d believe me if I said nothing was wrong and wasn’t obviously freaking out like I am now. Ugh, why is this so hard for me?She pulled open the door and stepped. .. so good ... so beautiful!"Carol held the girl's twisting little ass tightly, feeling her ass cheeks flex in her hands as she fucked her tongue in and out of the spasming cunt. Her own pussy was going through a series of orgasms. Her body shook, her upturned ass waving about as she came.Carol held her mouth against Patty's cunt, feeling the girl starting to relax, her body going limp. She gently let Patty's ass down, then pulled her hands away. She lowered her own ass and sat back, her legs.