"I'll get Barbara to help me. She's got as much against them as I do. But it's got to be something major, something I can really use to humiliate them..."The next morning at the Anderson house, Barbara is folding and putting away laundry. Barbara's alone in the house as husband Mark and son Chad are at work and school respectively. Barbara opens a drawer in her dresser to put some of her freshly laundered lingerie. In the bottom of the drawer Barbara sees a white lace garter belt, matching thong,. Show me how a boy does it.”“Does what?” “Masturbates!” As Brenda speaks her own hand slides up the inside of her thigh to her bush and fingers her gaping wide vagina. I spread my legs, brace myself for pleasure, thrust my hips forward. I wrap my hand round my cock with my thumb and forefinger in a ring just below my penis head, my other fingers loosely round my shaft. I tug and stroke, with my eyes locked on Brenda still squatting in front of me with her face level with my penis head. It’s the. I nearly agreed but only on condition he would travel down from the Midlands with his partner only attired in an overcoat – I salivated at the prospect of them both being stopped and searched by the transport police. He was also hoping to still persuade me to degrade him by using him as a piss pot whilst I shagged his woman in front of him – sounded like fun, I must confess! It was quite challenging each day to think up new tasks but I did come up with a cracker! He was to secure half a tennis. To Jennifer ‘first times’ were always best. She went to the other side of town and parked on a quiet street next to a bar. She left the car and stuck out her thumb. Within 2 minutes a car stopped, the door was open by the time she reached it. The man was stocky, balding and undressing her with his eyes. She got inside and closed the door. “Where to honey?” “Just down the street about a mile or so.” “Well, let’s go.” He leered at her. While.