“Again, daddy! I want your cock!” Well this had just taken a Freudian twist I wasn't quite expecting, but in for a penny, in for a pound, I guess....I slapped her more and called her names. She only seemed to enjoy it more the filthier I got.“You fucking bitch slut! Daddy's going to fuck you until you cry.” I was running out of ideas, so it was fortunate Eve chose that moment to cum.“DADDDEEEEEEE,” she wailed. Eve finally got into it, grabbing the copier with both hands and thrusting herself back. “And what did you get?” Todd asked.Nicole reached into the bag and pulled out what looked to be a black jockstrap, and tossed it on the bed.She dipped into the bag again, and came out with a dildo attachment. “We got a strap on.” Todd’s eyes widened, and Janet walked up behind him and wrapped her arms around him and began rubbing his cock through his shorts.“My ass is still sore from the other night.” She whispered in his ear. “But we can double team that bitch.” She nodded at. "Please?"Cassandra ran out of the room.Cassandra woke up in a cold sweat again. She kept her hands going at her pussy, trying to finish.She couldn't.Please please please please please please... She collapsed in defeat.sighShe slipped out of bed.At least I didn't give in.She walked into the bathroom.So much to do today, with the Thanksgiving feast tonight.Cassandra flowed into Tatiana's dining room with her long, extravagant silk dress billowing out behind her. All eyes in the room turned to. His whole world which until today had seemed pretty much in order was now collapsed. He couldn't go back to the dining room, he couldn't face his uncle and Wendy, where could he go? What could he do? He blushed violently when he remembered his own actions at the window of the Teahouse, he felt so sick and wanted to vomit, but he knew that he couldn't. Maybe he'd take his uncle's car and drive into town, go to a movie or something... anything to take his mind off this evenings terror. He reached.