. so as soon as Jamie was home I was already laid on the bed with my fake Ty working his magic on me... he walks into the bedroom and I tell him to si... down and enjoy the show... I start pumping this dildo deeper and harder into myself trying so hard to make myself cum as I start talking dirty begging for Ty to fuck me, make my boyfriend watch and lick my pussy clean and I feel my boyfriends cock press up against my mouth... I open my mouth and let him fuck my face, while he takes control of. I have to wean myself off my parent’s money. At the moment I feel beholden to them.” “Well, congratulations,” said Elaine. “It’s a good plan. So where are you working?” “Chelsea got me a job at the same place she’s at. I start tomorrow night.” Elaine stopped in her tracks. Chelsea asked, “What is it?” “Yeah, what’s wrong?” chimed in Kendra. “Tomorrow is Friday. I um, I hate to remind you guys, but in an emergency, I might need one of you tomorrow night.” . And I've always been cautious ever since of anyone who wants to "help me" because they view me as an "oppressed person". I am nothing of the sort, and never will be again.My life was already composed of Big Events by the time of Samuel's death. My awakening in the whorehouse that was so very suited to both my talents, and exactly the place for me to learn to be so much more than I started out as. If I'd been privately owned, I'd probably still be a little house-bot, until my owner tired of me. Her heaving breasts peeked out from the straining bustier. Her smooth legs sashayed towards him, unfettered by the shortest of skirts."What do you think?" She twirled around to reveal her tanned back."21 again huh?"She beamed at her entranced son. It was the kind of reaction she had been hoping to inspire. It had been a strange week for her as well. She had been hornier than ever but whenever she masturbated she couldn't help but think of Luke. The strangest thing for Maria had been that she.