"Hey," I said, gently. "You look like you are having a very bad night. Is there anything I can do to help? Do you want to talk about it?"She looked me... over, as I checked her out. My first impression was only partially correct. She was young, but REALLY young. I would put her age at fifteen or sixteen, tops. Her figure was slight, because she hadn't yet grown into a grown up woman. Even so, her breasts were pleasantly shaped, and her hips promised something special in a couple of years.I told. Let me introduce myself – I am Sadie, thirty-nine, 5’6” tall with a curvy body, long blonde hair, and hazel eyes. My tits are a very pleasing 34C. I live just outside of London in a small, but exclusive estate in the country with my husband David and my daughter Paige. David is forty-one, with short dark blond hair, around 6 ft tall and weighing around 190 lbs. In many ways, Paige, seventeen, is a younger version of myself, at 5’4”, 34D, long blonde hair, hazel eyes, and around 120 lbs.David. When I wear it there is almost nothing manly sticking out front. While Andrea was showering I put the cage on and waited for her to come inspect it. Her inspection consist of making sure the bar lock is in place then withdrawing the key. She walked in wearing her short bathrobe , it hung open allowing me to see her smoothly shaved pussy and firm thirty four B cups. This never fails to cause me to become erect. As she checked the locking bar she noticed how the cage was being forced away from my. ”Paige laughed and traced his knuckles with a fingertip. She was content to lay on the bed for a while, basking in contentment. But the sound of Max’s soft snoring brought her back to reality enough to decide she should get a shower before anybody came looking for them.She was halfway across the living room before she realized there was a naked woman sitting at her kitchen counter, drinking something from a tumbler. She gave an audible gasp before she could stop herself.The woman turned and.