I let go of Mom/Lorraine's butt with one hand and ran my forefinger along her butt crack. It was already soaked with our sweat and her juices. My fing...r slid easily into her butt hole. Mom/Lorraine sighed. Eventually I was able to get my middle finger in, too, and she gasped. I returned my hand to the side of her butt and brought my dry hand underneath her to cup her tit.Mom/Lorraine unbuttoned her dress to the waist with one hand and tugged her flimsy old fashioned bra up above her tits so. Slave Janis, daughters Diann and Angela are getting dressed to go shopping to give Master Frank time and privacy to punish slave Sandra. Over an hour after Master Frank commanded slave Sandra to wait in the basement play room for her punishment slave Janis, Diann and Angela come into the den where Master Frank is sitting. They each hug and kiss him telling him they love him as they are about to leave for shopping. Janis. I will call when it is clear for you to come home. Yes, Master. I will. “Then how do you call a girl who asks her girlfriend to bite her clit, tortures her own nipples, pees on command and lets her friend wipe her after peeing?” I guess I’m just naive. I really hadn’t made the connection, and I swear that I had, in my righteous indignation, completely missed that the hand guiding the tissue through my folds wasn’t my own. Both points did nada to alleviate my shame. The tissue dropped into the bowl, and I hastily jumped up and closed the lid when Anne pressed the. When I climbed the stairs, I could have sworn that I heard whispering. I checked the guest bedroom as well as the master and there were no open windows. I shrugged it off and went back down to enjoy my dinner.At 9 pm I retired to the master bedroom for the evening and began to change into my nightie when I noticed the old, gothic, full length mirror. It had some obvious wear on the edges, but for the most part was still intact. I stripped down to my underwear and examined myself in the.