A few minutes passed and she walked out of the bedroom wearing nothing but a smile and carrying a bottle of massage oil, she smiled and said she decid...d we should stay in but she wanted a back rub first. I stripped my clothes off and climbed up next to her on the bed, i poured some oil onto her back and started to work it in she purred with delightment as i worked out some kinks in her back. She rolled over and i started to massage her breasts and slowly made my way down to rub her already wet. It is Sunday afternoon. The frenetic pace normally present on a week day afternoon has been replaced by a peaceful, relaxed feeling. Everyone is a little friendlier and more patient. No rush or hurry to get anywhere. The drive goes smoothly and stop lights are all cooperating. As we pull up to the final stop light I say “Here is the stop light that started this romance.” She smiles and looks around and says “I guess it was right here. I was coming home from the library as I crossed the road. My rubber clad daughter responded without hesitation, Yes Goddess, I am your property to do with as you please. Sarina pulled a funnel with a bendy tube from her bag. She secured the device around Ellis head using the tube as a gag. She then lowered her panties positioning her shave pussy over the funnel end of the device. Our eyes locked for a moment. I thought she might be joking at what she was threatening to do. The sound of liquid hitting plastic proved her perverse intent. Sarina. Now there is just me and Daphne in the empty storeroom. I have no idea what she wants, but I feel sort of proud that she has looked to me for advice. After all, I am only just sixteen. Of course my imagination is running wild – but I know it’s only imagination. Daphne is sitting on a bag of wheat. She is leaning back against the stack behind her, one leg dangling down with her foot almost touching the floor and the other resting on the half-bag beside her. I can see a lot of her thigh. It.