In a pouch made for it , i rest in my cage and plugged looking at my gf in disbeliefshe had me girly looking and it made her happy knowing i was a use...less plugged up bf who follow her without a complainwe went at the pub and when inside , she turn on my buzzing plugi felt weak and shy like i never was sit at the table with her friends spending the night fetching beers ad obeyingmy gf was getting drunk and started to whisper to me she want to get her cock in my pretty ass and fuck me like a. "Come on now, into the bathroom. I want to see it!" Mother demanded proudly. I could hear their footsteps and I heard the bathroom light switch click as mother herded Paula into the bathroom that adjoins our two rooms.I quickly went into my room, and making sure the light was off, I positioned myself so that I could see through the door, which was slightly ajar. The bright lights inside the bathroom made me invisible to them. I could see Paula sliding her panties down and with my mother's. ” I still called my ex mother in law “Gram”.“Then what am I going to do?” She asked in desperation.“Tell you what, honey. When mom was constipated, I’d massage her stomach, and after about 15 minutes, things would work themselves out. Why don’t you just stand up, turn around, and I’ll try that.” I figured I’d better offer up something.At the point of her pain threshold where Sarah would do anything to make it go away, she just stood up, turned around, and sat down again on the closed. Inside was a fire, it felt like heaven. Isi felt like she was in a trance, her mind not quite working as it should as she took in the aroma of some sort of incense, before long the two people had introduced themselves as Susan and John and had persuaded Isi that for her own good she should strip to her bra and panties. The Indian girl felt terribly exposed especially as Susan was in a quite revealing nightdress and John was only wearing boxers himself, her nipples stood proud against the fabric.