Things took a turn for the better between Priya and myself. Those two weeks seem to last a long time. We were fucking daily. I am in my late thirties....I wasn’t used to bedding down with an eighteen-year-old. Priya seemed to need cock all the time. I did find out that Priya was on the pill so I didn’t have to worry about that. Priya told me that she loved to feel my bare cock rubbing against her pussy walls. It gave her constant orgasms.You might say I broke in my niece when she stayed with me.. "You're butch my love but not the motorcycle type. Yousaid you needed more clothes and had to watch your wallet. Well I'velived on a budget all my life and know how to buy clothes so why don'twe go shopping tomorrow. We'll get you some nice stuff for interviewsor work and something tough to satisfy your soul."We stood up and got ready for bed. As before I changed in the bathroomand washed up. I came out wearing panties and a nightgown that almostreached my knees. It was too large for me but. You walk around me checking all my restraints are tight to the point where I can not move in the slightest possible way. I realise my legs are not tied up so I start kicking in a panicked state! You hold my legs down and separate them with a spreader bar. You spread them to the point where it hurts. You put your face so close to mine and start to tell me bit by bit what your going to do to me knowing it will turn me on. You can tell its working and you roughly insert two fingers into my tight. I wasn't sure I was prepared to actually shoot anybody, but the threat ought to be enough if one of them was somehow still lurking. The corridor was empty, though, and I hurriedly walked to the stairway door, wedged it open with a shoe and retreated back to the suite. Cam had already taken off her dress and was waiting in just her bra and panties; I stripped down similarly. The idea was to do this fast, before Brown and Smith were able to call in reinforcements, and even seconds might.