Chapter 5

After the shock passed, Miss hopped off the table. She grabbed her robe, started to put it on, but then realizing who just interrupted us, dropped it back to the floor. I just stood in my heels with my head down and my hands clasped in front of my horny cunny.

“By the way,” Ms. Connor said, “I helped myself to the spare key you keep hung in the kitchen.”

“C ... come in, Ms. Connor. So nice to s ... see you.” Miss said, snapping into submissive girl mode, “make yourself comfortable.”

She walked over to Ms. Connor and motioned her toward the living room sofa.

“I just wanted to check in and drop some stuff off,” she said, “but I see you’ve been making do with what you have.”

She saw the kitchen utensils on the coffee table. She picked up the wire whisp and looked at us with a sexy expression on her face.

“Oh! Mom picked those out for us,” Miss said. I couldn’t bring myself to say anything.

Ms. Connor walked to the open front door and called out to someone, “Bring the stuff in.”

“C ... can I get you anything,” Miss asked, “coffee? Anything?”

“I won’t be long,” she said, “What’s wrong with her?” she added, pointing at me.

“S ... she needs to cum,” Miss answered, “but I didn’t let her. That’s OK, right, Ms. Connor?”

“Of course, it’s OK. You’re in charge here,” she replied, “at least when I’m not here.”

I was still frozen in place with my eyes looking down at my feet.

“Sit for a minute,” Ms. Connor ordered.

I looked up and started toward the sofa.

“Not you! Just stand here and be quiet!” she pulled my by the elbow to stand in front of the sofa.

Miss sat naked on the sofa while I stood in front of her, motionless, looking down at my feet.

“Hi, Suzy, hee hee!” Giggles said, stumbling into the room, carrying a duffle bag.

I blushed, recalling my time in the sex shop with the submissive giggling girl.

Giggles dropped the heavy bag to the floor. I heard metal clanking. The sound made me look up.

Giggles was wearing a pink ... dress. It looked more like a tube top that started at her nipples and ended at her waist. She had pink heels on her feet and her legs were covered to mid-thigh by sheer, pink stockings. By the time I looked up, Giggles was adjusting the hem to cover her butt cheeks and girlish slit.

I almost said hi to the girl but remembered that Ms. Connor told me to be quiet.

“You must be Tissues! Hee hee,” Giggles said referring to my daughter, “I’m Giggles! Hee hee.”

“Oh! Giggles,” Miss replied, “Mommy told me all about you.”

Giggles closed the front door asking Ms. Connor what she should do with the bag. Ms. Connor instructed her to leave it where it was.

“You can look through that later,” Ms. Connor said to my daughter. She was twirling the wire whisp in her hands. “Did you use this on her yet?” she asked.

“N ... not yet,” Miss answered, “Mom got those out of the draw for me to use. But I only used the wooden spoon and spatula, so far. Oh! ... and the baster. I ... I fucked her with it.”

“Niiiice,” Ms. Connor replied.

Then she looked over at Giggles, “Well?”

“Oh! Hee hee hee, I always forget,” she giggled and pulled her dress up and over her head.

So, we were all naked for Ms. Connor. Just the way she likes it.

“Maybe I’ll just take a minute and give this a try,” Ms. Connor said.

She walked over to me and had me put my hands on my head and spread my legs wide. She ran the whisp over my cunny lips. I bit my lower lip and tried to stand still. I was so horny.

Then she brought it up to my swollen clit and twirled it between her palms. The wires of the whisp ran quickly over my clit, first one way, then the other. I was unsteady on my feet as I felt an orgasm approaching.

She squatted down in front of my cunny and put the wired end of the whisp against the opening of my cunny and twirled it there. Then she started to push it in.

“Bend your knees,” she ordered.

When I did, the whisp entered my horny cunny. Ms. Connor pushed the whisp all the way up my pussy, twirling it all the way. He twirled it deep inside for a while, before pulling it almost all the way out. She fucked me with it as she twirled it.

“I have to get one of these!” she said as she fucked me.

“P ... P ... Please ... let me cum!” I begged.

“She speaks!” Ms. Connor replied, pulling the whisp rudely out of my cunny. She stood and dropped it back onto the coffee table.

Miss was rocking her foot back and forth, squeezing her thighs on her clit. Giggles just giggled.