I bend forwards and my last untouched hole is exposed. He can see it. A finger probs, and tests, stretching it out once more. “Oh yeah, you’re rea...dy for this.” He says before pulling back, a hand grabbing the cuffs and guiding me. I don’t know how close I am until I feel the tip push on the tighter hole. I feel it push in. I feel it stretch. I gasp, eyes shut as it pushes and pushes and pushed until finally the widest end slips inside. I only have the tip but I feel it.I sit down a bit more and. I decided that fingering my aroused pussy while driving might be a little much, but when I noticed him shifting his attention to my breasts with my hard nipples clearly visible against the light cotton of my dress, I couldn't resist bringing my left hand up and carelessly caressing my breast, idly sliding two fingers around my swollen nub and pinching it through my dress.A little squeak escaped my lips after I pinched it particularly hard, sending a jolt of carnal delight racing through my. It tore into strips in his powerful hands. Next, he pulled apart my bra and my 44D breasts came bouncing out. They sat me down on the chair. All I had on was my panties, garter belt, stockings and high heels. "Miss Smith, I don't think you realize the seriousness of your situation." "Please! I'll cooperate. Just tell me what you want." "That's better. With that attitude you'll be free in no time. Get on the bed!" Quickly, I did what he ordered. He pulled a digital camera from his pocket. "We. Anderson. They stole from our own family and expected me to see no wrong in that. Father wasn't grateful that Mr. Anderson didn't prosecute; he felt what he took was his due. Mom took his part when we would fight about it. She told me I had to accept what father had done. When I couldn't, they kicked me out. I didn't run away from home you know, they kicked me out the door, like I was the one who was wrong."Looking from Irma to me and then fixing her eyes on Irma she asked, "How could you ask.