My face was just about getting back to its normal colour when daddy walked in. After the expected greetings and questions about my health I told daddy...about needing the toilet.“Sorry Saffron, but you’re going to have to get used to that, the doc tells me that you will be in that bed for at least a week and then you won’t get those leg casts off for al least 3 months.”The reality of my position really hit me then and I started crying.“Oh daddy, I can’t possibly cope with that, if I’m going to be. "Her hips start to swing with the soft slow music running her hands from her hips she traces her body upwards towards her squeezed together breasts. A small smile reaches you lips as you watch her start to unbutton her shirt more starting to show the deep red push up bra with black lace in a intricate patten on it. Turning around she looks back while still undoing buttons her smile showing that she is enjoying that start of what will no doubt be a amazing night. Pulling the shirt from the tight. He waved on hand and said “Hello” as I sat cross-legged next to the mattress. Bella’s son had a very lean athletic body. I think that Beula had told me in a previous session during some idle chat that her son was on the swim team throughout high school and was going to be on the college team. Beula put on some euro-tech music and brought the hot oil to the mattress. Beula removed her robe and motioned for me to do the same. She straddled her son and began to work the hot oil into his back. I. She reached out, taking hold of the bottom of the shaft of my dick with her hand, “Are you going to tell my friends that I’m NOT the slag they think…?”“That all depends on how well you behave yourself!” After a moments consideration, she pushed her little sisters head back from where she was still desperately trying to deep-throat me and, opening her pretty mouth wide, proceeded to engulf my entire length straight into the tightness of her oesophagus, sinking her tousled blonde head down until.