" She giggled sheepishly, obviously slightly embarrassed."It's okay. I'm just going to remove this now. I need to examine your breasts... don't worry....It won't take long." I assured her, reaching around to her back to unclasp her bra.When it fell into her lap, it took all I had not to gasp. They were fucking perfect. No tan lines, but just as resplendently golden as the rest of her. When I picked up her bra to move it to the side, I caught sight of the tag, and just as I suspected, she was. " Oh, I don't fear you, sir. Not any more." But I make you uncomfortable."She nodded guiltily. "I'm sorry, sir." You've never been alone with a man, have you?" Oh no! Every week I'm alone with Father Matthew. I tell him everything in confession."I nodded my head. "I see."I'd like to try something that'll get rid of your nervousness. Would you like that?"Pyx nodded her head, eagerly."It's an exercise in concentration and relaxation." Okay."I walked over, and closed the connecting door. I had. During the aborted lesson, she had felt her father pressed against her and she was well aware of his hardness. When she first felt it, she wondered why he had become that way. Was it because he had to go to the bathroom? Was it something that she had done to cause it? Soon, she was sure that it was caused by their closeness. She felt it jump against her and she became acutely cognizant that her father's 'hardy' was pushing almost unnecessarily into her hip.She had been especially thankful when. She made me do things in public to her friends and fucked me where and when she wanted.At one event I was used as a food platter for the bikers. They had several tables set up under some pop-up canopies where there was food for people to eat. Some food had been catered in, but a lot of the women also brought food to share. As normal, as soon as we arrived at the event, I stripped except for heels and a collar. I was told to lie on an empty table and became an antipasto platter. My chest and.