‘I still don’t feel good,’ she said. ‘I think I need a little break.’ Her voice sounded weak, her words started to slur a little. ‘Of c...urse not silly girl,’ Robin said, ‘your doing fine. Now let’s unbutton that top of yours.’ Robin walked over and unbuttoned not only the top button, but she opened up her entire shirt. She pushed the silky blouse out of the way until Ivy sat there in just her bra. ‘What’s going on?’ she asked. The room spinning and dancing around her. She tried to compose. ?Put his balls through the cock ring.?Richard squatted down and popped one then both balls through the cock ring.?Attach the first weight to it.?Richard attached a two pound weight to the snap hook that was attached to the cock ring. ?Put the leash on him.?Richard leashed him and led him over, still on his knees, to a clothesline we had strung at just the proper height.?There are six condoms hanging on the clothesline above you. Of course one of them is filled your jism. Take them down one at a. I don't care! I really don't care now!She became possessed with her own body. It was beautiful and she knew that she was flushed and straining for a climax. She groaned in frustration as her fingers thrust deeper and harder, but they were not enough. Desperately, she realized that they wouldn't bring her to orgasm this time, that more was needed, yet her hand beat on with insane staccato against the sheets.And then suddenly the slight gray head of Lord Marlowe bent over her, blotting out her. It certainly wasn’t a physical thing. If asked to describe Kay North, Billy would’ve been hard pressed to come up with any words other than average looking, or at the best, good for a woman her age. Descriptions that he could just as easily apply to any of his other friend’s mothers. You knew of course that they were women and not just mothers, but you really didn’t think of them as sexual. Well, at least not most of them.The exception of course had to be Lila McCann, Susan McCann’s mother..