"Your whips and the studded leather belt sounds wonderfully cruel," Rob continued dictating.Yvonne blindly followed and typed the words.A couple more ...lines and she signed off with love and... "yours to use and abuse." Oh darling! I can't send something like that!' Yvonne then gasped in trembling tones as the computer cursor hovered above the 'send' button."You can. You love being a slut and a whore," her husband excitedly and lustfully urged.Yvonne's hand trembled. Her husband urged her. That was all he needed to hear and within a few jerks and suck, he unloaded his cum in my mouth. Lots of it. I swallowed every drop, cleaned his semi hard cock, stood up, and pushed him to the side as I walked out. Many new guys saw me step out of the stall with the grin on my face.Back at the bar and dance floor, I finished my drink as Tony came to my side and started to touch me again. I told him to take a break and we will chat later. Basically I was done with him.My eyes soon saw this dark. ...They won't quite know what they are seeing.Your nipples are already feeling quite tender from supporting the weight of your breasts and from their movement inside and against your blouse.By the time we get to the little park you are positively squirming and gasping as every step draws the starched cotton across your bullet hard teats.You sit on a bench.It's not particularly busy but there are a few people about.They all notice you. Your breasts are electrifying.I have my little camera and. Mandy, however, was finally catching up. "What the hell are you doing! Peggy! Stop that!" Shut up, Mandy!" I said, "This deal is between me and your daughter!"To Peggy, I said, "Get 'em all off! NOW!"A solitary tear rolled down her face as she complied, and I felt like the asshole I was acting, but didn't relent.When Peggy stood in front of us naked, I turned back to Mandy."Your sorry assed excuse for motherhood has brought your daughter to this!" I said, "She's willing to become my whore to.