Hard Scottish stock. She looks about two good meals from being a decent looking girl. She wears a big sweater, almost disappearing in it. She speaks n...rvously with a Scottish accent so thick that it almost needs subtitles.“Hello, my name is Rose Wharton. I’m 23. I’m unemployed. And I’m from Aberdeen.”There’s a much older man sitting with her, you could be forgiven for thinking he’s her father, he’s actually her husband, Danny. He’s about to turn 50.“I didn’t have the nicest of childhoods. My. So make this easy on yourself and let me go. Because you won't get away with it. I promise you." Leah said with smug satisfaction."I have no doubt people will be looking for you. We made sure to take in all possible scenarios. In other words, we took the necessary precautions to make sure we don't get caught."Leah didn't have anything to say to this. She only gave him a defying smile as she started pacing back and forth. She didn't want to show the fear that was slowing building up inside her.. My hard cock bobbed in its release. Her response to seeing my hard-on was positive. I felt the beginnings of arousal in her. I returned to my chair, which disappointed her."Will you follow my lead?" I asked again.She nodded."Are you proud of your breasts?"She looked confused. "I guess." You're being wishy-washy. Are you proud of them, or not?"She frowned. "Not really. They're okay. They're just breasts." Are they sensitive? Do your nipples get hard when brushed by cold air?"She giggled. "Sure,. I was alone, and figured the other guys would be gone by the time I got out, so I started jerking off. I didn’t blow my load, but got myself pretty hard.I walked into the locker room, butt naked, and whoa. Everyone was there, men and women.One guy had the two blondes down on their knees in front of him. They were slowly tugging his boxer-briefs down, releasing his large hard cock. Both were topless and had perfect perky breasts. The guy kept his eyes closed, slowly rocking back and forth. Every.