He gasped and then began panting rapidly. It wasn’t the sort of pant that meant he was trying to hold off the pain. It was the sort of pant that mea...t he had already turned the pain into pleasure.As he came up out of the water, I heard one of the other Masters say, “Three o’clock for five hundred.” A Mistress almost immediately said, “Ten o’clock for five.”“What do you think?” Master said.“About what?” I replied, trying not to sound totally lost.He laughed slightly and said, “They are betting. Soon a middle-aged man came smiling towards him. He introduced me to him as John Lee, the owner of the joint.Siv started to talk about his old days. While he was talking, I was looking at the dance floor. Suddenly he asked me if would like to dance, with some hesitation I said yes. Siv held my hand and took me to the dance floor. I was wearing a sharee and it was bit difficult to manage while dancing. Siv helped me to wrap it around my shoulder in a nice way and put his hand around my waist. We. I was in my Manhattan high-rise on Sutton Place, livid because I could not go out for dinner with one of my women due to the blizzard. Therefore, as an alternative, I decided to ordered pizza for dinner and stayed home. I knew it was going to take some time for the pizza delivery person to get here, but he or she had better get here soon if they wanted a nice tip. Security downstairs informed me I had a pizza delivery and I granted him permission to send the delivery person up. The doorbell. " She took my mother's hand. "And she even trimmed my muff after... after Louis..." Her voice faltered and she trailed off unable to voice what she wanted to say.My father of course had no such problems. "She means after I fucked her," he said grinning.Vikki, whose bottom was still in the firm grip of my father's hands, said, "Well Louis now you'll have two teen cunts to fuck, won't you?" And I shall look forward to it too." He took his left hand from Vikki's right buttock and moved it under.