"Please, we'll do whatever you want if you can help us."She invited me in, as I passed her the smell of her perfume was intoxicating, almost as intoxi...ating as the words that came out of her mouth. I made my way to the couch in the living room, making myself comfortable. She walked passed me sitting down in a chair across the room. Her legs were fit, like she lived at the gym. I watched her like an adolescent teen hoping to get a peak of her ass before she sat. "Great! That’s why I'm here.. She wouldn’t be here. Bridget couldn’t imagine asking Mrs. Powell for help, even if she had gotten home yet. It would have to be Jim. She turned her back and described the string of clasps behind her back. Jim figured out the laces of the corset himself. She could get the rest off herself. She wondered where she could go to do that.Jim unhooked the white dress which was her promise of purity. Then he unlaced the corset. All that protected her smooth back from his eyes was her camisole. He. Deep down I was glad to see that my baby boy could defend himself and his mama.I took Brice home to find that Papa had gone to the office to do some editing and the nanny was on vacation so the house was empty. I asked him to change his clothes and get in shower to bathe after that, we would talk. When I came to see why he was taking so long I saw him standing in one corner of the shower holding his left side. “What happened B??” “I think Joey hit me hard here, it hurts a lot” “I thought the. Don’t mean to be so naughty….Mr……oh fuck! Mmmmmm AWWWWwwwww Yessssss……..yessssss, yes, yes!” Gina grinded her hips, burying the cock in her soaking pussy so all that was visible was her principles large hand banging against her. He had flicked on the vibrator in the head of the penis. Gina looked as if she may have a seizure feeling the sensation stimulating her g-spot. He rotated the dick against all her walls so she could feel every crevice of the girth of that fake cock she was about to.