The chastity belt tightly pressing against her asshole. It keeps her pussy lips squeezed together. This makes sure that the wireless vibrator in her c...nt will stay where it belongs. In front of her, the slave-girl, bent over on her hands and knees, is trembling. Her two pink holes are open and twinkling with moist, an inch from Ashley’s mouth. Ashley watches the girl struggle to respond to Mistress. The girl’s hand shakes nervously as it holds her ass-plug. ‘Miss Rose said I could…’ The slave. "Phil called last night and..." she paused to sip the brandy and coffee... "I mentioned it to him." Well?" He didn't say much," Mavis hedged, not wanting to meet Miriam's excited, glinting eyes. "I don't know," she muttered. "Oh, Miriam, I'm not sure it's right--swapping, letting some other woman's husband do it to you..." Words failed."Crap!" Miriam laughed brightly. "He isn't just doing it to you, you're getting your jollies from him! Like I said, it adds spice to life and enriches your own. Catherine removed her under clothes and stood naked in front of me. She was so thin, so small and looked like a little doll in my mothers room. Each small light brown nipple grew as she stood with her knees together and her hands clasp behind her back like a school girl. Just a small patch of reddish brown hair covered her private area and as she turned side to side like a nervous little maid, I saw the glitter of wetness on the bottom hairs. I moved over and touched her arm. She responded and. His hands now moved to her legs as they felt his warm touch and he worked his way down to her ankles and then did her feet, secretly, she missed his touch at her crotch, but maybe she was reading too much into it, her pussy didn't think so, it had gotten rather moist. He worked his way back up her legs and she felt his hands move to the insides of her thighs as they gently pushed her legs slightly apart and worked ever higher, her pussy about to explode as his fingers grazed it once again..