" I feel a little pee squirt into thediaper, but I don't say anything.I watch as mom dumps all the clothes onto my bed from the three big boxes."Wow m...m those are all really girly clothes." I see dresses and skirtsand some lil white shorts, plus all types of weird tee shirts andundershirts and panties."Here put this on." Mom tosses me a weird looking under shirt. "Mommy whatkind of undershirt is this?" It's called a camisole or a undershirt is easier to remember. It's justlike yours but your. Soon we were in the 69 position. Samantha then got up from the bed and went to my mother's bedroom. She returned with a sex toy which she told me was a vibrating butt plug. I was asked to kneel down with my bum in the air. Looking in the mirror on my dressing table I saw Samantha but lube on the toy. She then began to inset it into my anus. I felt some discomfort as the toy was pushed in and when it was all in the toy was switched on. I was soon moaning and Samantha was rubbing my pussy. After. Tumhari betee ko chodna chahta hun abhi chalti train mey.. Kitna logi..”“mujhe chodna hai to raat bhar chodo lekin betee ko nahi…”“jo bologi dunga.. Paanch hazar, dus hazar…”“ek laakh bhee doge to nahi chodne dungee… ghar par aaoo to khud apni hatho se usey tumhare lawra par bhaitha. Dungee..”He kept on pleading but she was also not bulging. Finally stalemate broke. “itna jidd kar rahe ho to tum uski nangee jawani se khelo aur apna lawra usey chusao lekin dyan rahe uski choot se lawra dur. He put four cameras around the office so he covered every angle. Anything anyone did within the office would be recorded. We set it up to record on a laptop located in the conference room next door. The secretary was supposed to unlock the door only after the man demanded that she do so. We set up another camera at her desk so we could get that on record as well.At two forty-five, the three men walked into the secretary's office. The man identified himself as John Miller. The secretary asked.