“Well honey, that’s what the bed is for,” I replied as I lifted her out of the shower. I handed another towel to her and told her to dry her hai.... She did what I told. Once she stepped out of the shower, I wrapped the both of us around in my towel and held her against a wall and cupped her cunt with one of my hands.She was taken aback. Before she could say another word, I french kissed her and started to finger her vigorously. She let out a few desperate moans. And before I expected, she broke. The head of his huge cock was already pressed against her pussy and his hands were on her shoulders, pushing her down hard with his dad strength. She was trying to resist, shaking, trying as hard as she possibly could to escape getting impaled on his cock, trembling, saying, "Wait wait wait just let me do it. Let me do it, Papa." "Okay, but don't play games here. Sit on my cock right now, Mandy." She tried, easing the head into herself and then another inch or so, wincing and dipping herself. We can clean 'er up. So long as she's got a mouth and a pussy we're good."Amanda shivered.Gedric frowned. "I beg your pardon? What is this?" That's the deal, pretty-boy," Riddon drawled. "We carry you, we fuck her." I do not know who you think you were dealing with before, but--"Amanda rushed up. "Master, it's okay. I..." She looked at Riddon and somehow suppressed a shudder in revulsion. "I-I can do it. I can be their slave while they take us to--" Ya ain't gettin' this, neither of ya," Riddon. "Whoever did the operation in Vietnam did excellent work," he said. "The suturing is very good indeed. Really top-class."An irrational spasm of annoyance furrowed my brow as I realised that he was addressing his remarks to my cock, and not to my face; I suddenly knew how women felt when they complained about how some men talked to their breasts."I think the surgeon's name was Dr. Sew Mai Kok - something like that." I replied dryly.He either missed or ignored the sarcasm in my voice. "Well, it.