If someone decided to buy it we could come back and tidy things up and put the furniture into storage.And so we set off on our ... odyssey.It was alre...dy July and that of course meant high season for holiday makers. We both knew the south coast pretty well, and as children we had spent many of our holidays in the west country and whilst each has much to recommend it, both for amenities and beautiful countryside, in summer the whole area is crawling with holiday makers. Besides if I wanted. And I start ramming the brush handle in and out of my throbbing cunt. Fast, hard, deep, grunting with the effort to do as He demands of me!"Wait! Where are the nipple clamps bitch? How many times have I told You to wear them when I call?" John-Paul hisses at me."But Master, I didn't KNOW You would call, I was unprepared for You!" I plead!"Shut up bitch and put them on... NO excuses!" He shouts.Leaving the brush jutting from my now wet, swollen pussy, I reach back and find the nipple clamps. I was completely enrapturedby my transformation. I opened the bedroom door and did my small-step-hip-swaying waddle of Katherine's that I had practiced over and over inmy spare time. This time, however, wearing her shoes and feeling herskirt and slip on my legs as my fat ass moved back and forth with eachstep, it felt so much better, so right. Sunshine came out of the livingroom, cocked her head a little as if she was confused, but then waggedher tail and ran over to me happily.After I left. The missing button at the bottom gave a flash of the wonderful things behind, exposing almost all of those wonderfully long, slender, athletic legs that seemed to go to her armpits. She walked with a large Gucci bag over one shoulder which she tried to use for cover. Her fishtail braid had been started above her neck and secured with a rubber band after a few twists. The majority of the remaining curly reddish-brown hair hung loose down the right side of her face and over one breast. It gave.