My first visit was almost like an extended massage session that turned intofucking. On my second visit, he made me suck his cock -- something Ithought...I'd never do in my life -- fucked me into a frenzy and by the endleft me needing him desperately.Now, I felt like a nervous, subservient girlfriend going to see her man. Hesaid he wanted his "bitches" to be dirty talking and slutty and that kindof excited me.He greeted me at the door looking the "The Ladies Man", wearing a silk robewith nothing. “I will follow your instruction Jack" she said, “ your in charge just like in my book”. She was doing a fine job of getting me hard again. “Turn round and put your hands on the wall, your not allowed to move them till I tell you". I said. “Spread your legs a bit". She was just slightly farther than her arms length from the wall so had to slightly lean and her feet were maybe about a foot apart. The water was spraying over her head and running down her back. Would make a very erotic photograph. The mommys should wash their clothes too”, I said. Again, they thought this was a good idea and took off their clothes. Rachel and Lexi were both wearing training bras, and I could see their little nipples against the fabric. Andrea, however, wasn’t wearing a bra even though she probably had the biggest chest, but she still didn’t have big ones. After all, they weren’t even eight years old. She had really beautiful breasts. Her little nipples weren’t hard – they were really soft. They were. This girl was so much like Shannon, caring so dearly about her reputation and not much else, never wanting to have let anyone get the best of them when really they let their "friends" do it to them day by day. She kept mumbling stuff about "Please don't do this" and things along those lines. I could only roll my eyes and continue my actions, massaging her inner thighs and carressing them with my fingertips and palms. She liked the feeling physically, but hated it mentally. It's so amazing how.