You bend me over your desk and slide your hand between my legs, rubbing against my clit and feeling my soft lips, realizing that I am so wet that I am...dripping down the inside of my thighs. You start massaging me up and down, and it takes every bone in my body not to let the moans escape from my lips. You move in closer to me and start teasing me with your penis, slowly guiding it to the entrance of my lips, pushing your body up against mine, and I can feel how strong you are, how eager you are. It could become a bad habit and you might not enjoy a man's touch next time." So, it may be a blessing in disguise, mom." What do you mean?" If dad masturbates me, then I don't have to do it myself. This way I can avoid a bad habit and learn to enjoy a man's touch." Oh Cindy! I don't know. You make it sound okay, but I'm worried." Don't worry, mom. I can handle daddy. Let's see how things go. If it gets bad then we will do something about it." Promise?" Yes, mom. I promise." Make sure things. “I feel fine mom and I need the cash” I assure her.“Mmmm I suppose you are old enough to make your own decisions. Give me a half hour and this will be free or you are welcome to use my bathroom!”“It’s ok I’ll wait, should be plenty time.”“Is Stacey home? I could do with borrowing the car.”“She said she was away to the mall with friends and wouldn’t be back till later. You can take the car but I would ask her first!” Mom said before going back to cleaning.“Ok, love you!” I said as I went to my. I looked into the face of two very pissed off men. I ignored the bantering, it would only distract me. Although she must have been terrified, she summoned the courage to shove her heavy desk chair back, and went for her pencil, which she stabbed into my hand. I shrugged off the pain and kept my attention on her bodyguards. There were a lot more now, crowding into the bedroom and others gathered around the door. How the hell was I going to get her out of here? I expertly threw a punch into.