No one could hear though , (cuz the basement dungeon , thanks to her cuckold hubby Bill who had done this on orders of his stepson Mark , who wanted ... place where Bondage & bdsm could be had without others in the house even knowing , Joyce smirked knowing just last week , Bill had conducted some accounting business upstairs , while Mark had ass fucked her before he came all over her face & showered her in urine .Afterwards they took a water shower together & she was cleaned up before Mark. It also awoke Bert, who looked up to see the women handing their luggage to the young man. Turning to Bert, she said, “Good morning, sleepyhead! Our ride is here so we’ve got to go.”“Oh. I was kinda hoping for a, well, you know, special good-bye.”Looking at her niece, Margaret shrugged her shoulders. Jennifer nodded in agreement.Margaret turned and gave instructions to the bellboy. “Take these down to the limousine. We’ll be along in fifteen minutes.” She then closed the door and turned to see. Casually I pulled into the school parking lot, avoiding students racing to get to their cars. Cruising into a spot I pulled my phone out and dialed a long forgotten number. Quickly I sent the message and waited for the reply. As I waited a short skinny girl strolled up to my car, wearing the skimpiest skirt I had ever seen on a high school student before. I swore I could have seen her pussy lips hanging out from the thin fabric of her see through panties. Hey! I think I know you. Her voice was. "Every one of them took the opportunity, and their poor victim was squirming frantically and helplessly by the time the last boy had taken his turn. Some had needed slight corrections but had not complained when told to try again. After they had all done, I went to my bag and took out the vibes. Lynn's eyes went wide at the sight of them, and she shook her head at me. I smiled, and nodded, then went to her. "Yes, my sex-toy?" I asked, "you wanted to say something?" She smiled. "No, Mistress,".