Twice we heard some people approach. The first time, Marcus allowed me to take off my collar. I was thankful for this. Even if it didn't stop the peop...e from eyeing me very curiously, I felt that I regained some dignity. I was getting very excited again. There was something really exciting about my predicament. We had this unvoiced contract that I would do as I was told, and not attempt to run away or remove any of my bondage (which now, to remind you dear reader, consisted only of the harness. Two fixed-position cameras combined with a high-quality camera wielded by the parents captured the action, and someone skillfully edited it together.The scene opened with mother and daughter in bed. The room was exquisite, perhaps a master or guest bedroom. They were covered to their shoulders, talking intimately and touching each other’s face. Their lips merged into a passionate kiss, and their hands began to roam.Mother and daughter pushed the covers lower, and it was apparent the mother was. Now that she had him in her mouth, she wanted him in her pussy. She had to feel him inside of her, truly impaling her. Reading her mind, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and using the ring on her collar, pulled her up to standing. He clipped her the two wrist-cuffs together behind her back. “I’m going to fuck you now,” he whispered into her ear as he stood behind her. “That’s what you want, isn’t it?” Feeling that her legs were about to buckle beneath her, she leaned back against him and. .Part 2The rest of the day, all I could think about was that black kid all over that gorgeous white girl, Vanessa. I wanted to call her, at least see how far I could get. Like I said, that ass is just too much to pass up. So thick and firm looking, no wonder all the black kids would feel it up as she walked the halls.So, about an hour after I get home, I decide to call her, the vision of the black kid's hand all over her ass still in my mind. After about 3 rings, she picked up, and it sounded.