My buttplug. I tilted my head to the side, staring at it. Want filled my body once more, and I gazed back into Sir's eyes. "Please, Sir..." He grinned..., leaning closer to my face, holding the buttplug up. "Open," he whispered, and I instantly knew what he was doing. Opening my mouth, he placed the buttplug in, and I started licking it, lubricating it with my saliva. "That's my good girl. Make it nice and wet so it can fit into your tight little asshole." I had used the buttplug many times. “Don’t stop, sweetheart. I do it all the time. We all do. That’s what’s so nice about being a woman. It’s really good, isn’t it? Sort of tingly where it matters. But don’t be so stiff. Swing your leg back and forth.” Suchitra did as Sofia suggested, obedient and submissive as ever.“There! That’s better. I find it’s better if I swing my leg at the same time as squeezing. Really gets to your clit, doesn’t it? Mmm! Makes me want to wink as well. You really are a sexy girl, Suchitra. I am so glad. We need to clone his telephone and put a GPS marker on his car. Those same places need as many camera's as possible," I suggested.My cell phone rang. "Hello," I said. Since it was the burner, I knew it was from one of ours."Stop by the airport at 11 PM tonight and meet your computer genius in the general aviation waiting room. His name is Wilson and he will set up the computer system and then fly out again. He is not an ops guy," Sylvia Porter said."You are going for broke on this one," I. Renee and Albert had left the pile on the doorstep, so we did a quick transfer, and Mom and Dad decided that it was bedtime for everyone. Brenna offered to help me get out of the dress, and I gladly accepted. My feet ached from the heels, and the girdle was doing too good a job of squashing certain sensitive parts. But when I took off the bra, I realized that whatever happened, I was going to wear it tomorrow. I covered myself when the door popped open, and DeeDee came in, giggling and saying I.