Later that night she was tossing and turning in bed, her stomach full of slightly too much Butterfinger ice cream. The house was silent. Everyone else...was in bed. Or should have been. Lindsay had almost dozed off when a soft, dry rustling sound brought her back to wakefulness. At first she thought it was the cat scratching at her door, but as she sat up she realized it was coming from somewhere inside the room. A twinge of fear shivered through her body. They’d never had rats or mice in the. Then you notice out the corner of your eye that someone is beside you but lagging behind you glance over to notice he's staring lustfully at your firm and now slighty wet ass. You ask is there something I can help you with; he's caught off guard and smiles with a hint of guilt and replies just admiring the view and just like that he disappears again down another steep hill. You continue down the hill to catch your breath and drink some water as you're about to set out again the guy comes. Leather Mistress is handed a 2 inch wide buttplug by Ilsa. She drive the plug in my ass. The plug keep my ass full andher seed in me.After the guards finished cleaning Leather Mistress and Ilsa's cock, theguards released me from the stock and led me to the cell. Ilsa opened thedoor. The cell was a padded black leather room. There was an eyehook inthe middle of the room. The guards pushed me to my knees.Leather Mistress ordered the guards to prepare me for the night. Thefirst guard slid the. Mom turned on the TV and made ready to nurse her daughter. I knew what was coming but not just how much.Mom opened her robe but not just to expose one breast, but fully opened the front. Over the top of my book I saw both her breasts naked and bit my tongue to keep from gasping. To see such a magnificent pair of large firm looking breasts so full of the milk only a mother can make caused me to pause. Our eyes briefly met as she held and cuddled my tiny sister before slipping one thick turgid.