Inside the office sitting on an old chair and staring at a black and white television was a boy of about 17. He was skinny kid with greasy hair, a rud...y complexion and deep set dark and brooding eyes and to Maggie he had the look of a serial killer."Help you two?" The boy asked without looking up at Maggie or Tim.Maggie took a step forward. "Uh, is the mechanic still here?"The boy turned his head and saw Maggie and her wet blouse and his eyes beady focused in on her breasts and his eyes. On the way, he got a phone call from Anita. He told her what our plans were and said, "Just a minute. I'll ask her." He turned toward me and said, "She wants to know if you want to get together after dinner. She has a date with a good friend of mine." I said, "Sure. Whatever. Where does she want to meet?" He talked a bit more and said, "How about we meet in the casino hotel. She said she'll get a room and call us."I thought about my agreement with my husband and commented that that might be. ..”“I’ve already been doing that.” Mathew grinned tiredly – showing the toll it had taken to get past Jonathon’s authority.“Yes, but I mean for you to do it with my authorisation, I need for you to contact the council elders – have them send a representative so that we can make this official.”“No!” Mathew shook his head vehemently. “They have only ever abided by you because of your superior strength. If they learn of your vulnerability – of the extent of your weakness, then I believe that it. I felt him lift me up and before I knew it I was sitting on a big wooden shop table. he stood in front of me, caressed the side of my head for a moment before pushing me onto my back. I felt my legs lifted onto his shoulders and he began caressing my ass. he simply held me there for what felt like an eternity his fingers occasionally entering my ass. "my god what a good little whore you are for daddy" he quietly whispered to me as he sat there filming me once again with his phone. I think he.