~~~~~~~~~ Back in her cage, Ashley sits silently. Wondering what is to happen next. "Oh Fuck!" Ashley says, loudly to herself. How could I have forgot...en my fucking underwear? What's wrong with me? Ashley, just now realizing that Miss Rose never gave them back to her. Only wearing her bra now, Ashley suddenly feels cold and naked… and hungry. ~~~~ It feels like an hour has gone by. Now no longer warmed by sexual frustration, her stomach begins to rumble. It's been at least 18 hours since she's. I thought about this potentially lonely woman. And I thought about what I wanted to do to her daughters and then it hit me. I needed a test run to see if Kim will believe me. I walked over and unbuttoned her blue jean shorts and pulled them down. I then slid down her panties. After throwing them aside I looked at her pussy. It was more developed than her daughters with a small bush growing ontop. I ran my fingers up and down it before I pushed two inside. I fingerfucked her then I decided to. A piece of paper fluttered out and fell to the ground. She saw that it was a cheque, and one for quite a lot of money - two hundred thousand pounds, in fact! HOW MUCH!! But - she was getting used to surprises by now, and took this latest in a long line totally in her stride. She read the letter."Dear Miss Harmsworth,"Owing to the unexpected and phenomenal success of our little cinematic endeavour, I am able to enclose your share of the financial windfall that this success has brought us. "In laymen's terms, her pussy gets too wet to really feel anything. I'm trying to determine if that is indeed what she has, or if she needs some sort of specialized treatment. The only way I can truly tell for sure, is to actually stick my dick inside her in an effort to find out. And as you well know Mrs. Brown, that is what we do here. We specialize in treatments that go outside the norm, but we also cure people with a far greater success rate than anyone else does too. That's also why they.