“Why don’t you roll her over and show her what fucking is all about.” Greg hugged his daughter and held her tight. In one smooth move, he rolled...both of them over, his hard, throbbing, cock still impaling her. He placed his hands on the bed and began thrusting gently into his daughter’s tight cunt. He pulled out nearly all the way, and slid it back in, slow and gently. He began rolling his hips with his thrusts, spearing Tiffany’s pussy to the left, then to the right, spreading her lips and. Almost in answer to her thoughts, he softly pulls away, then moves his hand to stroke her cheek. He smiles gently. ‘Our time will come and it will be like nothing you’ve felt before princess. I promise.’ Pulling her into his arms, he holds her for a few more moments, then turns and walks away. She leans against the door frame, staring into the peaceful shadows, listening as the tap of his cane grows weaker in the distance. Twisting her hair around her fingers, the faint aroma of his cologne. Pressing against the top of their penises, Carmina rubbed them, she felt them get harder.Mort laughed into her ear as he felt her hands move on their own. "You really like this don't you Bitch." Drop your pants boys," Mort said, startling her. "Drop 'em," he repeated.Carmina sensed their bodies move. Knew belts were being unbuckled. Sounds of snaps opening on their dungarees was followed by the soft whoosh of their the jeans as they slid down their legs.Mort laughed again as he wrapped his arms. That was an amazing massage. Thank you so much!”But something puzzled me.“I have never known Pamela’s Pampering to provide so many extras.”“Oh, we aren’t Pamela’s Pampering! Not any longer.”“Oh! Where am I then?” I asked in amazement.“We include BDSM in our services now. We are now known as Tara’s Temple. I am one of the new BDSM girls here.”This explained why my session had included such unusual extras, including orgasm denial, disciplining, intimate worshipping, exhibitionism and CFNM. I had.