.“Looking at this armchair lets me completely turned on. How about you, Char?”“I cannot speak different, Arthur! And I got a great idea!”“Wh...t kind of idea you mean?”“Well...”, she just pushed me to sit on that chair, while she without any trouble, took my cock out of my pants and started to stroke it. All with that wicked face she has”“S-Sweetheart... w-what are y-you doing?”“Those assholes had their time with this armchair! Now it’s our turn to screw here!”I knew where that would lead us when. Smaller, but firm, and a little cold. A Woman's hands. After a minute of kneading my flesh, She begins working on my nipple; pinching? rolling? twisting. And then comes Her mouth. Warm and wet, sucking and biting me, while Her hands are still squeezing my flesh. And i can't believe i am enjoying it. Imagine. Another Woman touching me. Then i feel another pair of hands at my other breast. Same routine - kneading, groping, then pinching and twisting, then sucking and biting and squeezing. The. This is how it happened xx. I had been thinking about that drunken night in his cab for a few days after it happened and I must admit that for a while I felt really ashamed about what I had done. However, every time I thought about it and remembered more and more about what he made me do, my pussy always got soaking wet and I had to bring myself off, sometimes even while I was still crying. I knew deep down that I wanted and needed more of the same, and knew that I would call him sooner or. She also looses focus easily and will need to be trained.... that is, IF you still think that she is worth it." At this point" Daddy replied, "I do think that she has possibilities, yet our next meeting will be the pivotal deciding point."'Next meeting?' I thought to myself"What is it that you need?" Daddy asked of her"Well, I would require a minimum of three days in total seclusion with her" she said. They were talking about me as though I wasn't even in the room! I was so humiliated. The.