Jess took her hand and held it in hers.“Shhhh ... it’s ok, don’t worry about it,” Jess soothed.Emma blubbered for a few more seconds before ru...bbing the last of the tears from her eyes.“Ok, I’m ok now, I’m sorry,” she said.“It’s ok. Talk to me. Tell me what’s going on. If you weren’t ready for this and we pressured you, I’m very sorry-” Jess began.“No, no, no, it’s not anything like that at all,” Emma said, waving her hand. “It’s silly, really...”“You can tell us, just take your time,” said. The dress had ridden up to reveal a glimpse of stocking tops - After a while, the men were joined by their other Rugby friends who given the size of 5 or 6 of them must have played rugby themselves.They spread out along the bar taking in my beautiful wife and of course, they eventually started to talk to us! after an hour or so they said would you like a final nightcap in one of our suites! hoping we/she would agree and they looked a little shocked when this classy lady said " sure, why. He said that if I was available, he’d like me to give him a hand with the summer camp set-up, as Charlie had to take care of her mother. He told me we would leave early on Saturday morning and return sometime Monday afternoon. Saturday arrived and we set off, the ride to camp was a good three hours, with the last part on a dirt road. We left the city at eight a.m., stopped just before we got to the dirt road for a snack and reached the lake site around noon. During the ride, Mr. O was his usual. She explained that the wig was currently an asset in the motel'sinventory and I needed to take exceptional care of it. She then grabbedmy testicles through the panties and squeezed just like earlier and toldme to nod if I understood. I quickly nodded. She released my balls andstarted brushing the wig out. While I rubbed my sore butt, I wonderedwhat she meant about the wig. I thought it was given to me.Finally, it was time for the lipstick. She told me that she was going togive me a tube and I.