They slowly lowered each strap off theirshoulders. Still dancing, holding the brassiers to their chests by thecups, they turned around again. They squ...ezed and massaged their breasts.Then, as the music hit a crescendo, they tossed their bras aside, freeingtheir glorious breasts. They continued to fondle their own and eachothers breast and grinding their hips together."Well, the patient seems to be responding well to the treatment," saidHarriet, staring at the rock hard pole standing before. " she jokes, pulling me by the belt loops. " Go ahead," I whisper to her softly, looking into her bright Bambi eyes. The truth is she could get anything she wanted from me with just one look. Her small hands rub up and down the zipper making chills run down my body, unexpectedly she slips past me, letting the water run over her body inch by inch as she sinks into the tub. I watch every part of her body settle into the puddle of bubbles. The oil I added to the bath makes her skin shimmer in the. She opened the front door, and stopped dead in her tracks, gasping in amazement.There in the hallway stood her mystery man!Who was he? What was he doing in her house? She looked up at his face. His hat was pushed back now so that his face was revealed. Bonny hadn't recognized that formidable cock, but she most certainly recognized her mystery man's face. The girl gulped with amazement as she realized that it was her own father who had been watching her get fucked and then jerked off and shot. He was gentle but there was also a strength in his arms that impressed her."YOU!" a man with a barbaric accent pointed to her. "YOU ARE THE BITCH WHO KILLED MY UNCLE GROAT!" The man recalled many stories of a Roman girl with long flaming red hair who had done this to his distant relative. He vowed revenge if he ever had the opportunity."Get back into place," Lucius ordered. "You have to be in arena in a few minutes." It was my mother who killed your uncle," Attia stated. Her heart was pounding.