There is one condition though." What's that?" Jen has to be there all the time. I will not do it unless she can be there." I think that's what I would...like too. She is my best friend and I trust her and you to treat me right. Nobody else will know will they?" That's up to you Sally. If you want it to be a secret then we do too."Jen then got up and led Sally to the spare bedroom to get her ready for the big event. As soon as they were ready Jen called me to come in. The room was aglow with. There's something wrong, isn't there? Have you been crying?Well, of COURSE I'm interested! What on earth would make you think otherwise! But be a little darling and make mummy a drink please? I'll have it in the den. Then you can tell me ALL about it.***Charles darling? This is a very large drink, is it not? You're not trying to soften me up by any chance, are you?Naughty, naughty! You're blushing again dear! Getting all feminine and devious are we - my little Mata Hari?So? Am I going to find. But please listen, if I get the chance I will tell you more later. Right now I need you to focus on what you need to do. You have to be familiar with this device” – she pulled an object from her hand bag and put it on the table. It was quite phallistic, but bent in a shape of the letter U, a bit asymmetric. Dad had a hard time completely recognizing it.“Yes” the Girl said. “It is a dildo. But it is a damn special one”.She started the guided tour of the device. The surface was soft to the touch. “Come here,” I instructed. Bridgette, still on her hands and knees crawled over to me. She moved forward and placed herself directly in front of me. I could feel her breath against my legs. I could see her hear beating as I watched her breasts rise and fall with shallow breaths. “Kiss it,” I told her. Moving herself forward she placed her lips against my pussy, kissing lightly along my folds. Every inch of my body perked up with excitement. “Make your Mistress cum,” I cried out my order, not.