‘He’d be a love ’em and leave ’em type except that he’s getting free private photography lessons from you. I keep telling you, if he really ...ants to get serious about his work, which I really don’t see him doing, then he needs to take and pay for some classes at College for Creative Studies. Besides, I’ve seen how heartsick you get when you don’t see or hear from him for a week or two. He’s just an opportunistic douchebag.’ A week ago or three days ago, I would have agreed with her and took her. It felt so good. I was sure my cunt juice was getting onto my dad's fingers.We made small talk as we drove, pretending as if there was nothing unusual happening. My dad's cock became extremely hard and I worried that I might be hurting him. I watched as his middle finger parted my cunt lips and then disappeared inside me.We pulled up to my school and found an empty parking space. Classes had already started and nobody was around. My dad was breathing hard. His finger rubbing inside my cunt was. The three of us are going to be so good together.’ ‘Together?’ he asked, dazed. ‘Well sure? Don’t you want the both of us?’ Tim swallowed and looked at his girlfriend. ‘Don’t you want the both of us, Tim?’ Karla’s coy confident smile was what cemented the arrangement. ‘Yes,’ he said, his dizziness accompanying a disorientating ‘falling into the looking glass’ sensation. ‘Good,’ Mei said, ‘let’s go back to my room at the hotel. We’ll get room service!’ She took his wrist and whisked him out. " Arriving at the house, while Melissa disrobed Mike and Beth put her car in the garage. Heading inside Mike led Melissa to a chair and lightly secured her to the chair, then laid out all his floggers and other items on the floor next to her. Taking some more rope along with the cuffs, he got those secured to the table legs. Beth stood to watch at the door, when she saw Lesslie pull up she let Mike know then hid in the bedroom. Lesslie walked into the house without even knocking and headed.