His movement put his back to the other two people and hid Sarah from view. ‘Miss – Chester I believe?’ he said solemnly whilst his dark eyes twi...kled naughtily at her. ‘How do you do Mr Reynolds.’ Sarah responded woodenly, and her cheeks pinked prettily. He held her hand for a moment longer than he needed to, before he let it go and stepped back again. Sam looked again at Mr Conrad. ‘Well?’ ‘Well… it’s just what I was telling you the other day. This young lady,’ he pointed at Sarah, ‘hit the. Friday night, however, was one of the scariest moments of Jared's life.Just like normal, he opened the door to his locked top-level apartment. It wasn't an overly attractive living space, but for his meager paycheck, Jared was able to make ends meet. He locked the door behind him, set his toolbox near the front door, and began stripping as usual as he walked toward the bathroom to take a relaxing shower. Wadded and laid aside on the floor were his saw-dust dirty blue jeans, white work shirt. If Daddy wanted to fuck -- yes, 'fuck!' -- I might as well quit pussyfooting around with polite terms -- if Daddy wanted to fuck me, the only thing standing between his cock and my puss was Jack's permission. And Jack would give it; I knew that -- he'd as much as said so! And if I needed any proof that all this was true, it was right there in the fact that my puss itched when I thought about Daddy's cock sinking into me...I squirmed a little and Daddy looked down at me, his face inches away.. I was growing closer to that so sweet moment of climaxing, when I closed my eyes for mere seconds as my hand continued to jerk my thick hard cock faster, as if I was beating an egg with a whisk.Then, as I opened my eyes to look once more I found Amy had turned around. I immediately froze, my hand stopped beating away, leaving my cock aching for me to continue and finish what I started. Amy's breasts were a sight to behold. Small, maybe a B-Cup from my recollection of cup sizes when I was.