My belly bulging (as it does - what can I say, I'm fat!). These were black panties and didn't really show how wet I was. "Oh fuck, mum, your panties..., take your panties off, mum," she gasped.I grinned, so excited that she obviously wanted me, wasn't put off with my size and wanted me naked for herself. I slipped my thumbs into the waistline of my panties then instead of sliding them down, pushed my hands into them, pushing them down to my cunt as she watched. I slipped one finger between my. "I was washing up after Debbie left, I turned and she was standing in thedoorway," there was a short silence "Oh fuck, that's all we need," hesaid."No it's ok, I told her all about Amanda and my stupid mistake, she's nothappy about it but at least she understands why I'm doing it." Do you think she will say anything?" he asked."Well not to my dad anyway he's so homophobic, I think we can trust her tokeep it a secret." Well let's hope so the less people that know about this the better." Why you. After Miss A was done with me, my guide took me to a fence and bent me overit... my mouth still gagged with the cock gag and my ass still plugged fromthe bar... and began tying my ankles, thighs and wrists to posts... keepingme prostate and again... facing away from my tormentors.... "piggie jess,are you having fun??" one of the Misses asked from behind me "it'llbe fun to see you at work tomorrow.. you slut" said another. The fourtook turns taunting me verbally and slapping my ass and thighs. Half an hour later Coverly left Bountiful Towers more upset than ever. Murdock’s jaunty reassurances had done little to quell his misgivings about Vivienne’s and Sarah’s welfare. The fact that Cliff hadn’t seen Zack for hours was not surprising. No one could keep track of him. But everyone at The Court was well aware of the power of the entertainment’s at the Towers to entrap even the most sophisticated connoisseurs of pleasure. Vivienne was sorely needed at The Court and he had no intention.