Like a soft kiss and a warm hug. Miss Rose attaches Ashely’s ankles to the the bottom corners of the bed. At this point, Ashley has let go. Her arms... and legs spread apart, helpless to do anything, blindfolded. Her pussy throbs in baited anticipation. Ashley bites her bottom lip, waiting, hoping. Then without warning, Miss Rose is inside her. Two fingers slide into her folds. ‘Oh my god…’ Ashley whimpers. So slowly, Miss Rose glides her long slender fingers deeper into Ashely’s cunt. They rest. Alex stoodand suffered. His aunt browsed through a catalog and left him where hewas, presumably to consider his earlier act of rebellion and how much ithad cost him. After a while she looked up at the distressed young man."Have you learned anything?" she wanted to know.Speaking barely above a whisper he told her, "Yes, Ma'am. I'm very sorrythat I tried to get out of my uniform. I hope you'll forgive me." Well, you'll have to earn forgiveness. And if you convince me that youare properly. Twat said to set up another session." It's not twat! Her name is Teresa Watt!" said the receptionistindignantly. We set up an appointment and I headed home."So how did your visit go with Teresa?" asked the bitch."Just fuckin marvelous! We talked, I set up a return appointment and shewants me to return all femmed up." Are you ok with going in to see her dressed?" Sure but, I know you aren't crazy over the idea of seeing me in drag. Icould use your help checking me over before I make a public. My mom looked a bit disappointed by this.“Madam, where?”“Oh, let’s go to my bedroom, and first, you can wash up.”After that, “Ramappa, we have some rules. We have already made arrangements for the things you asked for. I’m already in the nighty.”“Ok, Madam. I will stop once you ask and will follow any rule you say.”“My son, Abhiram, will be here in the room watching. He’ll act as my pimp.”“Ok, Madam. Shall we start?”My mom limps to the bed due to her sprain and lays down. “You can start.