She was like a combination of Marylin Monroe and an angel of titty all in one place.“Thank you, Ma’am,” I said.She smiled and asked me why I was...doing whatever my cousin told me.“I am on restriction. I have to do whatever she tells me tonight, Ma’am,” I said.“Wow, that is kind of hot. Anything at all?” Betty’s radiant eyes sparkled mischievously as she implied there were things so naughty even she may be reluctant to do them.“Anything, Ma’am,” I repeated.Blair told Betty to get away from her. Any respite did not last long as my cheeks were pulled apart and something thicker pressed against my empty hungry hole. As he gripped my waist it did not take long to realize he was sliding his fat cock into my virgin hole. The entire day had made my hole so eager for it, I pressed back wanting it in me.As his cock buried itself he passionately kissed my neck. It was much larger than the plug and I cried as he pushed in deeper. His arms engulfed me and he held me still with his cock fully. Perfect purple fingers curving round my breasts.He had also brought through his cupping set and started attaching one to a nipple, pumping it up tightly. I did enjoy the feeling but perhaps it could be pumped a little more next time. Annoyingly a cup would not attach to the other nipple. He then attached some wrist restraints that fit over the door to me and a ball gag. I was helpless while he stood back and looked at me. I loved the position I was in!A cup was then attached to my pussy but I. And the numbers aren’t close; it’s the same one,” she insisted.The pilot was doing his final check, so I asked him. To my surprise, he appeared embarrassed. “Uh ... Err...”The first officer was nearby and had overheard my question. Coming over to us he said, “The game’s over, Guy. You might as well level with Mr. Harris.” Then he added with a wink at Kris, “Wouldn’t you know it would be a sharp-eyed chick who would tumble to it? I’m sure we could have continued fooling Mr. Harris for years.”At.