There was no parking spaces marked on the street, so I stopped in front of the club to find someone who could tell me where I could park.Just as I set...the brakes and opened the door, there was a young woman running from the club’s entrance.“YOU’RE JERRY HELTON!”“I sure am and I need to know where we can park our bus to unload.”“If it’s okay, I’ll ride with you and show you where to turn so you can come up behind the club.”“Sure, come on up.”“Oh - I’m Sylvia - and my Daddy owns Border. I could taste his cum on my mouth still, my own cock was dripping with precum. He took hold it and slowly wanked me. I pull my knees up for him. Inviting him to awaiting hole. ''That's a good boy''. He spread my legs apart further, I felt so dirty and exposed. I realised he was in complete control, I so badly needed to cum and was desperate for it. He wanked my cock even more slowly, he teased and circled my hole with his index finger. ''Mmmmm, please daddy''He put his finger to my mouth and I. I need to rescue her. Whatever fucked up palace of pleasure this is, I need to get Maria out of there.I turn around and head into the house. The smoke has mostly cleared out. It must have been an oven or something smoking, not a full fire. I hear shouting coming from down the hallway, where I assume the kitchen is, and I follow the sound of the voices.Smoke is clinging to the ceiling and seems to be coming from the stovetop. What burned here? In the kitchen, Maria is sheltering the servant. Then Julia adopted her command voice again. "Darlene, today, you did it just right. You say it was hard, but you did it. You can do it one more day. I know you can. Here's how tomorrow will go."Jeremy was irked at seeing Darlene in the tank suit again, but at least she was there. As long as he could get her on the table, things were still on track. After thinking about it, the tank suit wasn't that bad for his campaign. It was actually more revealing, and there was no definite line to mark the.