With my extra wealth I’d spent money on having veneers fitted to my teeth. I loved my new look and so did Daddy. My wardrobe was full of expensive u...derwear and sexy clothing.I had my lips plumped to accentuate my pout when sucking cock and the guys loved them in red wet look gloss.Marchin called Daddy and me into the meeting room and showed us a page on a website. Daddy smiled and showed it to me. It was an advertisement for a professional photographer. A smart looking grey haired guy, tanned. But apparently, after you left, she found the time to have a long conversation with him about the history and theory of the machine. She had enough background material to film a freaking docudrama about the thing. Why does a woman desperately trying to escape get all that?"Lauren shrugged."OK. I said. Point one. Maybe she just did. Point two: I admit I'm not the person to ask; I have no memory of any Courtney Collins. But you do. Did you ever hear that she was a physics expert?" No," she said. He picked me up and took me to the bathroom where he washed me so gently. When I said I’d had enough, he then took me to bed. I couldn’t believe how safe I felt in his arms. His warm embrace and the horror of the evening overwhelmed me, and I slept.I woke to a moan of pain. My stomach cramped, and I felt the wetness between my legs. I was bleeding. Michael called down for the resident nurse, and she came and examined me. I had to tell her what had happened when the nurse asked me if I needed. I didn’t quite know where to look as all I could see was her gorgeous enormous tits and the sexiest pair of legs I’d ever seen. She walked towards me and said “I’m sorry to of troubled you, I feel silly now let me thank you by giving you a blow job.” Before I could say anything she had unzipped my jeans and pulled them down along with my boxers, she then knelt down and grabbed my already very hard and juicy cock and placed it in her mouth and began sucking. It was amazing I hadn’t had a blow.