It wasn’t the first time Wilma had fantasised about and masturbated over her boss. She had done it many times before. But, never at work. Never with...n sight of her. This was new. This was…..exhilarating. She pressed her fingers against her mound, making small circular motions against the silk. The harder she caressed the outside of her pussy the more aroused she became and it wasn’t long before the silk thong was damp with her arousal. She rubbed at her ever moistening lips, slipped the thong. In deadlysilence she felt the world around her go dark as she slipped into unconsciousness. *** The room was dark and not particularly warm. Julia Dawson felt cold as sheslowly returned to consciousness. She tried to stand but couldn't, somethingwas penning her in. She reached out a hand and felt around her. The cage wasno more than four feet square and certainly no higher. Then, as consciousnessreturned more fully she realised the reason for her shivering ? she was naked,naked and trapped in a. Sometimes I would smile and ask her if she slept well. I think she knew what I was hinting at. About three weeks after she came to live with us, we had three nights with clear weather and a very bright full moon. I went down the hall and quietly opened Dads door just a little so I could see in and get a good view of his bed. For three nights I watched and listened to him fuck Jasmine. I saw him fuck all three of her holes. My favorites were watching his white cock being swallowed between her. I walked over to the bed and dropped mom down next to where Aunt Lisa was still fucking Rita. We exchanged a look and she smiled at me as she pulled herself off the dildo and lay on her back next to mom, who was now getting fucked laying on her stomach my Aunt Lisa. I got between Rita’s legs and kissed her pussy a few times on my way up her body, and slid right into her. Everything around us seemed to just fade away as we finally ended back up with each other.“Finally, just you and me, now fuck.