She rubbed her wrists where they had been imprisoned all night. I found the leash and clipped it to her collar. As I did so I sensed a familiar smell ...coming from her. Obviously remaining from when she had serviced Magda yesterday evening. I walked back to the bathroom tugging her behind me with the leash. I picked up a flannel and ran it under the cold tap then scrubbed her face. She yelped in protest at the cold water. I towelled her dry and then pointed at the toilet. A look of relief came. "This morning, Sasha was in a red and white PVC jacket, red PVC shorty-shorts and red PVC boots with a high heel. She smiled at her Mom."I enjoy the attention, Mom. Hell, you should dress up a little more, now that you've gone all hottie-hot," Sasha flattered her mother."Me? Oh don't be ridiculous, I could never wear something that naughty and outrageous," Ingrid protested."Damned right you could. You're not 44 yet Mom, you've got better legs than most women I know and you're getting nice abs. I think they were all a little skittish about my fast growing belly and they didn’t like bouncing on me like a beach ball just to get their rocks off.My cousin Arlene who had just turned eighteen took one of those boys and got him to declare his undying love and loyalty to screwing her pussy in its lonesome. The fact that it was the skillful Clyde was a mite disconcerting but she had her right to equal pussy time now that she was all grown up and ripe for loving. I settled for the other two. I then said when getting a blowjob does it really matter whether its a girl or a guy. I then put my hand on his thigh. I slowly moved it up to his crotch and could feel his BIG cock getting hard.He said it was enough, he didn't want anything from me. That is when I literally started begging him to let me suck his cock. He was very polite and after resisting a little finally gave in. By that time he was really hard. I unzipped his shorts and took out his gigantic tool. I slowly started stroking.