Doing the watching all the time and lurking in the dark, wishing deep down for the tables to be turned on her, forcefully. Typical repressed, well-bre... rich girl.“I want to make a drawing of your hard cock,” she confessed breathlessly. “I want to draw it with the pre-cum dripping down-“ She fell silent when I hastily lifted my hips off my seat far enough to shove my underwear down to my knees, making sure that she would be able to see the wet spot on the straining material. Then, I palmed my. Despite Greg’s best efforts, just now I wanted another fat dick, a different pole fucking me. Maybe it showed? Oh, well. The cat is out of the bag!”“He wants another go with you?” Greg asked.“Another go with us. We talked for a while, about his businesses, politics and wines.”“And fucking you?” was Greg’s response.“Probably,” Jessica said. “But he is going to need you to invite him this time, so there is no confusion or doubt that you are just as much into this as I am and as he is.”Jessica. The girl said nothing. She only stood, motionless.What purpose could this test serve? Given the contents of the first question on the multiple-choice test, Dan assumed they wanted to know if he would live up to his answer. But the answer he gave on that test felt wrong.For one, the girl didn’t appear drunk or under any influence. And once he removed his attention from her petite, busty figure, Dan could see her blush-tinged cheeks.Of course, she was nervous. Dan stripped naked.Her head shot up. But his kindnesstoward me broke me and I let it all out in December. He was the one thathelped me write the first letter. We spent the last session writing aletter to you Santa, he told me to describe things that I went though.He also asked my permission to tape record my statements about her whenI described her abuse. A week before Christmas, a bunch of officers raided the house. It wasvery scary. They came in with their body armor and guns. They told momthat they had a search warrant and.