The time was right to make a bold offer; there was nothing to lose by trying. I said that although this was not my area of expertise, I had all the ca...eras and lighting equipment that we would need. I also suggested that my house might be an option rather than renting a studio.Since my divorce, I have spent quite a bit of time doing up the house that I had kept. I liked to think I had nailed the New York or Shoreditch look in my kitchen diner. I had tiles that looked like exposed brick and. Behind my back, I heard Gina and Susan breaking up in guffaws of laughter. My hard-on had rapidly disappeared, although a drop of pre-cum stained my bathing suit. "Wait!" Gina yelled. I turned. "Do you really want to be treated like shit?" "Yes," I responded. "Tell me you want to be treated like shit." "I want to be treated like shit." "Louder!" "I WANT TO BE TREATED LIKE SHIT!" "Okay," purred Gina, "we'll treat you like shit." Back in my apartment, I ate, showered, and set my alarm for 8:30. I. Beneath him Sissy sighed deeply. This was unquestionably going to be the most fulfilling day of sissys life. Daddy took that as a sign to invade the pussy even more deeply and slowly but surely pushed his giant engorged cock into the pussy before him. He was astounded when his balls were resting on sissies arse within minutes. He rested there for a moment not wanting to cause sissy too much pain (he would have to stop doing that, he still occasionally thought that it was his best friend. The girl had endured such a sheltered upbringing that it was probably understandable, but Jasmine could readily see that the girl really would be useless when something unexpected happened.Jasmine and Penelope greeted each other with a friendly hug. Even though they didn't seem to have very much in common, they had always been able to maintain a cordial relationship. When Albert left for the airport an hour or so later he was confident that he had left his wife and son in the very best of.