Anyway, Rascals Point has already got a doctor.’ ‘Yes, but you know the story, there have been enough appeals. The rural areas are desperate to ge... more doctors but no one wants to go to the country. We like the convenience of having the specialists close at hand, and the well equipped hospitals, and let’s be frank, the social and entertainment possibilities of the city. I’ll bet that poor guy at Rascals Point is over his head with work. By the way, if you’re concerned about the money, have you. This dad was about 50 , married and in the closet , after I took his load he bent down telling me how hot I looked when I stood there in my panties an stockings and how he wanted to fuck me . '' Does daddy want to see me '' , whispering , '' I'm waiting for you , are you horny daddy '' . His voice hushed , '' You know I do '' . In the back ground i could here a women's , she wanted him to bring something up from the basement '' okay honey in a minute '' he called back . then he was back . ''. I said,” ohhhhh Tisha.. Ami ar parsi na… I m cum . Despite my warning she didn’t release my penis from grab and I cum profusely into her face…. Torrents of semen on her hand and face. Her face looked like that of a child who had just finished her ice cream some of which still lay sprayed on her mouth… Tisha looked embarrassed as well as awkward but at the top of indefinable ecstatic pleasure . I wiped her face and hand with a tissue paper.The train was running in full gear. We didn’t know it. “Oh, good, Master,” Aurora said. She wrenched her hand from Petra's grip. “Whore, go suck your Master's cock clean of your filthy ass!”“Yes, Aurora,” Petra groaned. The Hispanic girl raced forward, now completely under my mind-control power. The command I had given her, to be sexually frustrated until she surrendered and became my willing sex slave, had transformed her. No longer was she one of the three bitches who used to make my life miserable.Now only Paris was left. How long could she.