"Theres a lady who lives there who hangs all her underwear on the line. I see it sometimes over the hedge by the letterbox." Oh that's Helen, Mums kno...s her. Shes pretty hot. Hey wow wouldn't it be cool if we got some of it? Does she leave it out overnight? We could sneak out late and have a look!"No motivation required."Shit yes!" I repied. Then I layed it all down for him. "There are heaps of places on my round that have stuff on the lines. Some of them look pretty easy to get to. We should. You are hoping that your dress at the back has not been disturbed by my hand, giving away it's presence."Shall I stop?" I say quietly.You shake your head. You have bought into the idea of being my plaything... my sex slave... the submissive to my dominant."I didn't hear you," I say firmly, but quietly."No, Master, please don't stop" you say, your voice cracking slightly through nerves and excitement.My hand continues the slow journey up the smooth skin of your thigh until it touches your. “I am kind of danced out for the day, but I did have an idea to go to the mall tomorrow around lunchtime, and maybe take down YouTube?” As I said that, the discussion immediately started on which song I had in mind to do that with.Our late lunch was quite satisfying as I washed the dishes, with Claire and Kalista drying and putting them up. Mom and Sarah bundled up the leftovers.“C-Cask Meeting—Poster sales.”Everyone gathered quickly after eating and cleaning up. Going over the poster sales has. Slowly, they picked up pace, him fucking her roughly against him. Her moans were sudden and bestial, if not numerous. She panted non-stop, stroking her hands along her own toned stomach and uttering a deep, throaty purr every time he slammed his thick, throbbing cock deeply inside her.Her pussy was heavenly, surprisingly different from the human counterpart. It squeezed at precisely the right times, dripped excitement freely down his shaft, and her "Yes...harder..go harder.."She leaned forward,.