My sanity depended on this mad sex with him.“Your hand was between your legs. Now I know that the bitch in heat in Antonio’s villa was not really ...ou, that it was just a role you had to play, so there’s no way you were fingering your pussy and thinking of what happened today.”I swallowed hard, shocked that the attempt at humiliation hadn’t worked at all. On the contrary, it added a little edge to the taboo scenario. Not that it needed any more. There we were, me and daddy, in a seedy motel’s. "She laughed and said, "I like that. You can court both of us. That ought to produce some fights." What is first on the agenda?" I asked."Come," she said, "let us sample your wares, like, who is it, the pieman? We shall test your mettle."She took my hand, led me up the broad stairs and to her high-ceilinged bedroom.We disrobed quickly and quietly, and she took me before a tall looking glass and stood beside me, holding my hand. Despite the fact that I was nearly a foot taller than she was, our. He had begun to move to pump now, and at her Lover’s direction, she placed the Hitachi to her clit, and it’s reliable humming goodness let her concentrate on something else. It certainly felt different….she wondered; could she do it again?My pet moved and shifted under me, but she continued to take it. She didn’t even complain. In fact, she was now panting and groaning, but it was the ‘other’ kind of groaning. I was continuing to pump, slowly but deepening, and be-damned if she wasn’t taking. The girls and half a dozen other volunteers took over the catering facilities and began to prepare basic food for the event while Jamie went in search of the groundsman's store.Working out how to drive the sit on grass-cutter was easy enough and Jamie proceeded to trim the grass on the giant football pitch so that it was a playable length. He also mixed up some white powder with water in the specially made roller that was used to paint the lines on the pitch. The old lines were still just.