They were all over each other and kissing passionately.I stepped back out of their line of sight, and a few minutes later the other woman, as stunning... as Rose herself, walked past me. I recognised her immediately as Sonya Hussein, though that was hardly surprising since I saw her on my TV every night, reading the news. So Rose didn't want me kissing her but she was happy to lavish kisses on other women? She was using me in some way I could not fathom, I was sure of it, and for a second or two I. In the big wooden chest, she had found a leather collar with an iron clip, and she buckled this around SG's neck and attached it to the metal ring on the back of the chair. Finally, she buckled a thick leather strap around SG's waist."Are you sure?" Estelle asked."I'm sure," said SG. "Do it."Estelle knelt and released the spring mechanism. SG gasped as the dildo shot into her."Are you okay?" Yes. No. I don't know. It hurts." I'll get you out of this goddam thing," Estelle said, reaching for. ... mmmmm, the attendants eyes all over me...he is dressed in all leather and I see his cock coming to life. You tell him you want me first bound floating as if on my back and lifted, my right leg knee bent and left leg stretched as far as it will go, then you want my tits bound tight, my arms bound behind my back and then hoisted in the air so that everyone can drink up my leaky puss as you know this will drive me so wild ill be likely to make a mess all over the floor.Sure enough by the time. How are you, Dorothy and Maude?” the woman says.Dorothy replies, “I am so glad it is you volunteering this weekend though am sorry you have it so quiet. This is my nephew Donald; you do remember him don’t you? And this is Emma.” Introducing Emma, Dorothy beams.The couple chatter hello to both and comment on remembering Donald when he was younger. A lot of small talk goes back and forth for a while. Then the woman brings out lemonade and cookies for them all to nibble on at the picnic table.