With a sob Rachel’s hands moved to the top button of the white blouse. Her humiliation was about to begin. The first button slipped open, the blouse...parted slightly at the neck, the girl’s hands moved to the next button, the blouse opened further, her creamy white skin was exposed. "Turn to face me Slave" ordered Sandi. Rachel faced her tormentor, and dropped her trembling fingers to the next button. It slipped open. Meekly the slavegirl reached for the collar of her blouse and pulled it open.. You wanna, don’t you?”“Well...”“The first step is admitting you have a problem,” she giggled.“I have a problem.”“Good. Stick’s there in front of you. You know all about the relationship between speed and horsepower and altitude, right...”“Basically...”“Horsepower’s two seventy-five. Make the speed ninety. Keep it there. Make us go southeast.”“Cindy...”“Just a fine ol’ airplane. America won World War Two with guys who learned to fly this thing.”“They weren’t sixteen and a hunnert. She’s 45 years old, I think she weighs about 160 pounds. Brown hair to the middle of her back. Nice sexy brown eyes, that always turn me on.Rose has a nice big full figure body. Big sexy 38 DD breast that she loves showing off by wearing see through blouses or little crop tops around the house.Another thing she likes to do is, wear the tightest jeans she can find or a nice, short spandex miniskirt. Rose has a nice size 38 inch ass that is one of the best I’ve ever set my eyes on. She has one of. Between mouthfuls, she said, "Watch your fingers. Your fingertips will tingle for a while."The wing was good, but it wasn't the hottest I've eaten. Mercy and Kathy were both watching me. Kathy said, "Aren't you going to have some beer with that?" Oh yeah, I left my mug inside. I think it was your mother, Mercy that came through without all her clothes on, so I thought I should come back out here." Typical of Mom, she's always trying to give someone the shock treatment. I think she likes to show.