More’s the pity, she thought.She felt the man graze her breasts with his hand and she shivered.Her own hand rested almost absently on his thigh. He ...hifted trying to wordlessly encourage her to reach for his hardness. She smiled. He was no mystery to her. She knew what he wanted and she giggled temporarily denying him his need.He roughly grabbed her breasts and squeezed them punishing her for teasing him.“You gonna tease me you’re gonna pay,” he said, but he was smiling.“Sorry master,” she. It was David. He was crying!I flew out of my room and ran down the hall to his door and listened. Yes, it was definitely David. I wondered what could be making him cry. Was it Sandy? Did she break up with him? What was going on? I turned the door handle slowly as I thought about all of this and pushed open the door slightly. "David?"But David didn't hear me. In fact, neither of them heard me. Sandy was crouched naked over David's shiny, hard cock, fucking the life out of it. She had her hands. I knew that I had a long day ahead of me. The food smelled great and it helped take my mind off my self-pity. I had it tough in my family because I had nobody even close to my age there. The only cousins I had were five and seven; everybody else was much older. It really sucked!When I saw Jane for the first time that day she took my breath away. She looked great! The tight blue T-shirt she wore showed off her great tits to a ridiculous degree. I mean there were miles of cleavage above the low. After everything was explained what we wanted and what they expected we had a good agreement that in the end with no money changing hands. One of them would be working all day Saturday and Sunday and Monday, Wednesday and Friday evenings. We would schedule all assessments during those times. In exchange for that they would get use of the exercise equipment, two tanning sessions a week each but no Marathon or massage unless they paid for it. We would work up an individual exercise program for.