‘Turn round and lean on the bed, push you bottom out towards me’ he said. Feeling amazingly slutty Maxine bent and leaning on the bed offered her ...ert bottom to his camera looking over her shoulder at him smiling, ‘good, very good’ he commented. ‘Now kneel on the edge and open your legs wide’ as she did it she realised her panties had been pulled tight across her pussy lips and mound, Maxine also felt a damp patch starting on them and hoped he hadn’t noticed. Setting the camera on a tripod the. Richie was almost leaning on him now, dragging hisfeet, yet in his mind he knew this was bad, he knew he shouldn't allowthis cruel pervert to get him upstairs, he wanted to push him away andrun and he feebly tried. The old man hardly noticing Richie's struggleopened a heavy door revealing a further steeper stair, he was trying tohurry now and almost pushed Richie up it. The upper landing, dim andsilent somehow exuded an almost erie, ominous fear, it was lined withold heavy dark oak doors with. This phase didn't last for too long, though. Didn't take me long to realize my daddy only wanted the best for me, and how much he depended on an additional hand or two at the farm. So did I for him and my sisters. However, a tiny part of my rebellious side kept alive. I had it gathering dust in some dark corner of my mind. It waited there. Just waited. Waited for the right moment to sneak into my consciousness again and slowly eat the good girl I was alive. And one day it just became too much. Slowly she lowered her hands; pulling the sides of the dress with it. She arched her back and let the top slide down her shoulders; catching at the crook of her elbows.Their eyes met; defiantly as she swung the dress around her and hung in her right forearm. She dared not telegraph anger. She dared not telegraph defiance. No sooner than their eyes met, she looked down as she began folding the silk garment.Rene extended his arm towards her; palm up. She dropped the dress over it. He tossed it to.