We got a cab and headed the shop where he worked. It was almost 2 a.m. and no one would be there but us. When we got there he paid the driver and hel...ed me out of the cab. He unlocked the door and led me to his work space near the back. Without a word I dropped my coat on the floor followed by my shirt and then my skirt. By the time I was done, I was standing there in nothing but my heels garter belt and stockings. I had not worn a bra or panties that night, but then again I seldom do. I spun. "Grandma, come quickly," urged Fiona. Leading us toward a side passage."Fiona, Chantilly is missing," I said, my growing panic evident in myvoice."She's not missing, she's over here."The tunnel was short and narrow but opened into what could only be aGambichow's Den. I could feel the extreme heat pouring in from the outersurface. This was Grumbles den, and Chantilly knelt to the side, a Chowcuddled in her lap. But this chow was much smaller than any weened chowI'd ever seen."Chantilly?" I asked. I wanna see the look in your eyes when I feed you my dick … yeah, you like that, don’t you. I knew you were a fucking pervert. What a little whore you are …”Just as suddenly, she pulled the dildo out of my mouth.“Get on the bed,” Tanya ordered. “Legs up in the air.”She reached behind her and grabbed a bottle of lube out of the chest, pouring a huge stream of the gooey liquid onto the strap-on.I did as she said, and she leaned over and spit on my asshole as she rubbed the lube over her cock.She. I promise you it will be fun. A lot of exciting things to do in Majorca you know.” John feels Gabby’s sixteen-year-old tight ass pressing on his crotch and tries gallantly not to get hard, but is failing. John’s cock is swelling a little despite his valiant attempts to keep it down. He’s afraid if it gets any harder Gabby is certain to feel it’s hardness against her ass and who knows what the little vixen will say out loud to her dad if that happened. It could be very embarrassing. He can’t.