" Mary moved across to me gently stroking my arm keeping her eyes fixed upon my face, " Mmmm you are a naughty girl! Naughty and very sexy!" Her lips... gently brushed against mine , her tongue gently opening my mouth and pushing its way inside, French kissing me as her hand kneaded my left boob through my shirt, " lie back my baby , let Aunty Mary taste that sweet little slit, mmm get it nice and wet for the guys, her fingers pushed my knickers away from my pussy, I gasped as her finger pushed. .go to it!" She tossed me her phone.Well, that wasn't what I was expecting and after a couple of "Are you sures?" I accepted my responsibility in this matter. Maggie was wearing a pair of loose fitting shorts and a Grateful Dead tee shirt. I told her to start by taking off her shorts which she immediately did. Hmmm! Nice white panties! "Where are your sunglasses?" I asked. Maggie retrieved them and I posed her on the sofa casually looking off to one side, her legs slightly apart and the crotch. Oh, damn you, it does!" Sure it does," he laughed derisively. "And we both know why, don't we? Because you're nothing but a slut. Isn't that right, Suzy baby?"It was too much, having him laugh at her and call her a despicable name just when she was about ready to give him anything he wanted. Tears of shame and humiliation filled her baby-blue eyes."I'm not a slut," she wailed, jerking her hand away. "All I want in the world is to live a normal, decent life and to be a good wife to Doug. Now get. I turned to you and murmured, “yes, Sir.” We entered the doors as the crowd seemed to part. I heard people on either side of us. I was surprised no one seemed to take notice of me, a blindfolded woman being led inside. I could tell the lights were low inside from under the blindfold. I hugged myself closer to you. You laughed a little at that, under your breath. You pulled me by the wrist and placed your hands on my shoulders. You leaned down and kissed my mouth and I melted, as I always do, at.