And now, us. Everything that he has done, the patience, sweet surrender and submission, trust that he has shown me, and now us ... it has shown me tha... I was wrong to let jealousy and resentment affect me so much. I was wrong to be so paranoid. I have learned so much about being a Domme and a spouse, hell, a lover, from both Jason and Lacey. I shouldn’t have tested either of them, and yet they both passed the test, to my shame,” Melanie fought back tears, only to have both Lacey and Jason hold. She was dressed in a pale green sweater and a dark brown skirt, quite a difference from the outfit that he had seen her in at Erica's. "But what did you expect," he said to himself, "a leather catsuit?" I'm sorry?" Allison's words snapped George's attention back as he realised he'd been muttering to himself."Err, Cat, I saw a cat. On the road," George said quickly, recovering. "I wondered if it was yours."Allison looked at him as though he was behaving more than a little oddly. "No," she said,. She had told me before that she never had to wipe, and now I guess I believed her. Once again, I could feel her body relax and her asshole widen, making it easy to accommodate two fingers, then three… Then 4. But it was going to take more than just fingers to really get her open. I poured some oil on the bumpy cucumber and rubbed it all over, then positioned the large end it at the entrance of my stepmom’s waiting ass. As I slowly applied pressure, and her sphincter was forced to expand around. Oh, I'd notice all right. I might not say anything though. I glanced at Debbie and waggled my eyebrows at her. She blushed.Bart handed around glasses of his best bourbon for a toast to George's birthday. We raised our glasses and then I took a nice sip of the liquor. I'd actually grown to like the stuff. Debbie and Dolly put their glasses down untouched."You girls okay?" Bart asked. "You haven't turned down a glass since your twenty-first birthday." Well..." You see..." We think..." We might.