“I thought this might be a comfortable place for us to have our fun...” She says without too much of a hint of ‘fun’ in her voice. “I always...try to make my customers feel safe and comfortable here – so I’d hope our four legged friend will feel safe and comfortable here as well...”“And you too, I assume.” Says Charley from off camera.“Oh, don’t worry about me. Nothing worries me.” Replies Imogen, and we don’t doubt her for a second.She unbuttons her jacket and removes it, folding it over and. And all she could do was cry silently behind the gag, and submit to this man's attack."How do you like being a sex symbol now, cunt," he grunted as he slammed his 200-plus pounds into her. "This is how my Jenny got treated because of you."Britney could only weep in pain as the father kept fucking her tight pussy as viciously as he could. She could hear his balls slapping at her ass with each hard stroke, and embarrassingly, she could feel herself cumming."NUNNGGHH!" She tried to protest past. I then started to massage gently her back and shoulders down to her waist for about 10 minutes or so.I moved around to the other side of the bed and asked her to roll over onto here back and make sure she kept her self-covered with the towel as she did so. Once she got positioned I started to massage her feet and legs again all the way up to her thighs. She had the towel quite high to where I could just see some of her panty line. Black. Lace. Her breasts were covered with most of the towel. . You never expressed your sexual desires for each other in person but you would only feel obligated to do so over the phone or text. She would give you erection upon erection with her smutty day dreams, and you knew that the thought of your boner, made her aroused too. You knew it was soon time to make these dreams reality.Spencer was your closest male friend. Your parents used to work together when you were 4 or 5, so you had know each other for a long time. He was very into his science and.