She was mentoring my sister over the internet for months, guiding her towards tonight.Nice wasn’t the right word to describe any of Clint’s sister.... Naughty was.I helped Mother with the dishes, getting used to the butt plug buried into my asshole. It teased me as I moved through the kitchen putting away dishes. It made even something so mundane feel so naughty. Especially with my sexy mother was nearby.It was like breathing in her pussy musk off her panties had opened my eyes to just how sexy. Her name tag "Emily" fit hercute face, and short curly blond hair. She just smiled at me, and I smiled back. She had already closed and locked the door to the bathroom. She then took me by the hand and kissed me. I kissed her back. "Why don't we get these panties off," she smirked as she rubbed me through my panties under my skirt. I slid my red panties down and moved the straps of my blue tank top down so my young breasts were freed. She pushed me against the wall and kissed me passionately. I. Now here she was, in control of someone else's slave. It felt good again, and her heart beat strongly."Would you like to use her?" asked Melissa."Yes, thank you?" answered Janet."I'm sure that you can manage without a Dungeon, can't you?" questioned Melissa."I think I can manage." Good. There are two bedrooms here. You can be alone with Tyler, and I'll use Sally here. She's such an insolent little slut lately." Thank you," said Janet."Ask Tyler where I keep my little collection. I'm sure that. The incident is forgotten. So what did you have in mind?’ He was way more understanding of me than I would have been of him, or would have been of myself for that matter. If he would only yell at me I would feel more like I deserved another chance. ‘Study. Thursday? My place?’ I asked. ‘I’ve got something Thursday. What about the weekend?’ I had not been turned down, I had been postponed. I was not used to being postponed. People changed their schedules to accommodate me. This was new.