" "Do it! Here, I'll guide your hand."Bronwyn held Wendy's hand firmly andpressed the index finger between her labia. "That's it, pledges, keep rubbi...ng. We wantto see you cum," said the pledge mistress. "No, I can't," said Wendy, and she snatchedher hand away, folding her arms over herbreasts. She couldn't do anything about herprivate place being so exposed, but therewas no way she was going to masturbate,and certainly not in front of the other girls.Time passed, and Wendy heard, over. She started on my foot and ankle as usual, popping behind my knee, and moved up to my exposed butt cheeks, taking them both in her hands rubbing hard.“Is there a problem, Sarah?” I asked with her hands deeply rubbing my gluteals.“N-N-No Charles?”She started on my other foot and ankle, this time I heard a higher-pitched sound, as she popped that as well. She went over to my suitcase and got me a pair of boxers to put on before she continued. I got out of bed turning my butt to her and putting. I was surprised to find out this was to be her first vacation in over ten years. Linda's schedule was so cleared that she said she could pack for us Friday morning but we went ahead and packed ourselves. At 8PM we drove Linda's car to the airport and parked it for her return. This, more than anything, seemed to make Linda believe the trip was going to happen as planned.Later Thursday evening Virginia and I ganged up on Linda and caused her to almost pass out from her intense multiple orgasms.. Sunday typically she slept until about 1 or 2 on Sunday's she would then come out and eat; read the paper and go take a bath and we would spend the rest of the afternoon and evening doing something together. Usually watching TV. One Sunday just like all the rest mom got up and ate but stood at the kitchen counter to eat instead of sitting at the table. She took her bath. She came out in her robe. Now mom is a stickler about how a lady sits and how a slut sits. Mom was sitting like a slut.