Picking up the phone, he looked at the text and listened to his voicemails. As expected, they were from a woman who was angry at being caught, and cle...arly in a panic. The text of WHAT DO YOU WANT In all caps really confirmed it. Responding, Jay texted, “Someone has been really naughty, and WE are going to have to figure out what WE are going to do about it.” Upon seeing SHOW YOURSELF when Mrs. Panone responded, Jay laughed out loud. He knew on Mondays Mr. Panone came home early, as opposed to. I don't know where he is or what's next. I'm laying there thinking he could do anything and everything and probably will. I know I'm in trouble but am helpless. Suddenly he is pushing my massager against my clit. It is powerful and only takes a few seconds to make me cum, my clit is so sensitive now but he turns it up and pushes it to my clit harder. It'ss torture I realise I'm screaming but no one can hear me. He starts rubbing my ass and he pulls me up to my knees. He ties me so I am kneeling. The day finally arrived. Mum and Dad drove me to Kings Cross Station for the trains heading north. After five hours the Edinburgh train pulled in at Waverley Station. There was a light drizzle as I walked out onto the station concourse. A lone piper was braving the elements, playing an air on his bagpipes. Welcome to Bonny Scotland.I was fortunate to find a line of taxis waiting for passengers. I approached the driver of the lead vehicle and asked if he knew where the MacDonald Holyrood Hotel. As my tongue touched her, Aoife slammed hard into me from behind, pushing my face further into Susie. Aoife was using me to fuck Susie. Each time she slammed that plastic cock into my pussy, she forced my face deeper onto Susie’s clit. I ran my thumbs along her lips, spreading them open, coating the heady mixture of her juices over her labia and swirling my thumbs around her clit, not touching it as I lifted my head to look into her eyes. She had closed her eyes, her head thrown back, and her.