I, in my mind thanked Mummy for telling me about a pillow. Right then it was my best friend. I sobbed on it as Dickie filled me. Dickie was gentle wit...h me. Hed stop and wait if I tensed up. He rubbed my sides, back and bottom, talking softly to me, telling me how much he loved me. Slowly, I relaxed, he was able to fill me. I understood what Mummy meant. Yes there was pain as I was being stretched but it was a bittersweet pain. It was the pain of sweet surrender, Mummy was right about that, too.. Her dress was still on, but her panties were gone and her juices made her thighs glisten.*When they arrived, she looked at it. It was what she had thought it would be. A large hot tub, filled with thick, creamy white cum. Having just cum, she was both relaxed and horny and beginning to feel more and more comfortable with Sean. She didn’t think much of it when she took off her dress and undid her bra. She was about five-feet-seven-inches tall with smooth legs and B cups with a round ass. . . does that lecherous old man have a wart on the side of his long pussy--pole? God! Would she have to fuck him to find out? To determine whether he might have or might not have been the robber who had fucked her during the night of the supermarket heist?She shuddered with grim dread. Would she have to? Have to fuck him--take his sex joint into her canny? She wouldn't ask Terry if she remembered whether or not the lustful man had a growth on his thing. Terry, being as drunk as she had been,. Instead of music, all I could hear was white noise, loud enough to drown out anything but my own thoughts.Because I was effectively deaf and blind now, my sense of touch was now hyper vigilant. I could sense movement around me somehow, but I had no idea what was happening.Next I felt my legs spread a little as the chair pulled my feet apart. I felt the support under my butt give way. Then I was aware of something pulling my bodysuit aside in the back, then pulling down my tights and panties..