Uske ghar jake dekha to ghar bahut achhe se saja hua tha aur maine bhi jake turant hi uski gas ki bottle change kar di aur fir jaise hi me ghar pe aan... ke liye chala tha ki voh boli thodi der rukie na,mere sath baat karne me koi dikkat hai kya.? Maine bola nahi nahi. Fir maine usse bate shuru ki aapke pati job kaha karte hai bahar kyu rahete hai aise aise. Fur bato hi bato me usne pucha ki tuje rat me akela mahsus nahi hota.? Maine kaha hota to hai par bhi hath se kam chala leta hu. Usne bola. Then I feel someone start to rub my clit as the clerk says, "Do you like that, slut?"Answering honestly, I shake my head no. I don't like the idea of anyone other than Rusty touching me. I feel a swift slap on my ass. I whimper in pain and surprise."You are my slave. If I wish for another man to touch you then you will enjoy his touch and give him pleasure. Understand, slut?" Rusty asks. Even though he would never allow another man to touch me, he punishes me and tells me this to make the point. He stopped smiling and said, “SIT DOWN.” His voice was so stern; I sat down like a shot. Tiny spears of pain shot through my ass cheeks and thighs as I made contact with the chair. Master continued talking with the desk nurse as I saw stars in front of my eyes. I breathed and relaxed my muscles. The chair felt cool. The initial pain subsided, but the deeper muscle pain persisted. Despite the pain, I felt my pussy start to fill. The desk nurse was handing a number of bags to Master along with. Following that episode, Jack vowed he would be very carful with Tracy. If thetruth be known, his sweet daughter was such an incredibly good fuck, that althoughshe was unconscious, Jack could hold himself absolutely still inside of her and simplylet Tracy do the fucking. Placing his hands around his daughter's waist, Jack pulledthe young beauty onto himself. He rocked his hips slowly from side to side, coaxingthe head of his penis into Tracy's deepest, most intimate place. "Even if you.