“Our beds are through that there door. See the poles and chain over there?” He pointed to iron poles not far from the fire. “All the tether pole... are ready for the whores.” “Good, Fifteen,” The boss remarked, and then asked. “You prefer seconds don’t you?” Fifteen nodded. “Yep, I like Sloppy seconds best. My dong slips in jizz filled whores easer an‘ they don‘t scream as much.” He laughed patting a huge bulge in his pants, then asked. “Are we going inspect the whores soon?” Fifteen grinned. The. “Betty and Cindy think you are interested in the receptionist at the front desk and that she is interested in you. What’s going on, Doug?”I was caught totally flatfooted, and wasn’t sure how to answer that question. I knew it wasn’t a good idea to delay, so to give myself time to think I asked, “Are you referring to Kaitlin?”Rita smiled and looked at Betty, who said, “Yes, Kaitlin. I noticed how you looked at her when we arrived and when we left. I also noticed how flustered she was by your. He bit his lip hard to keep from groaning in protest as she clenched her legs together and screamed in climax for a second time, again soaking his shaft in sticky hot cum, so much so that it dripped off his balls as they slapped against her pressed-together thighs. Oh fuck it. He DID groan, and he groaned loudly, then growled and squeezed her breasts hard, prompting a yelp of protest from her before she gasped ‘Harder damn you…’ What could he really do? He smiled and squeezed even harder, and. For almost two weeks there was no problem, though all these days I remained under tension. After another week one day my s*s told me in school that she had to go with her friend straight from school. That day she returned late in the evening at 8 pm. When we got to talk at night, she informed that a day before she got a phone call from some Ali saying that Iqbalwanted to meet her and she had accepted to meet and she went to the house where he was staying with his friend. He didn't suspect that.